What's Your Name, Again?

@ catharsis.

Caio woke up around four in the morning on a Saturday. He was a veterinarian’s assistant, and as such, was required to be at the office an hour before opening so he could get all the paperwork in order and go over all the incoming clients.

The brunet exhaled softly, chewing a bit on his lip when he finally arrived to the office a little after 6 am. He was late, but for some reason, traffic had been heavier than normal, even that early in the morning on Saturday...

He cleared his throat, waiting in one of the back rooms for the next patient. They had a very slow start to the day, as most people scheduled their appointments on weekdays and not the weekend. He couldn’t help but think as he waited about what his life might be like if he wasn’t in this profession.