So, this horrible day that he had been dreading and trying hard to avoid had finally come. Anthony had kind of zoned out for the entirety of the way to his destination, only kind of snapping back to reality once he'd opened the door. Or, well, he assumed that it was him who had opened the door. He was too out of it then to even remember.

There was a man in the room, much to his surprise, but he wasn't sure if this was one of them doctors that was supposed to look at him or what. Didn't really look the type, but he wasn't going to question it. He wasn't going to do anything at all, actually. He just stood in the doorway, hands clasped together, refusing to move at all at this moment, just staring awkwardly and standing there.