An eighteen year old named Nathan

A young man quickly opened the door and walked inside, going up the Xavier. "Hey, do you accept cash?" He didn't want his parents to see this charge on the card they gave him. Xavier nodded, surprised. "Great." Nathan said, and worked out the payment.

Xavier didn't realize until he had taken the money that his appointment was in conflict with the younger man's. Well, they needed a customer anyway.

"Dr. Vierre can see you now." he said, after exchanging a few messages.

"Good, good." Nathan said, going into see her. He didn't waste time, saying his problem the moment the door closed.