08:15:20

“You finished the packet yet?” Stan asks as he moves some papers around on his desk.

“Yeah, hold on.” Bradley says patting himself and his pockets. He laughed awkwardly and eventually pulled the packet out of his pocket inside his jacket.

“You fold it all up, I bet some of the words are missing or so.” Stan says to himself with a sigh as Bradley handed him the folded up packet. “I hope you answered everything.” he says unfolding it and tried to lay it out flat on his desk.

“I think I did.” Bradley mutters as he took a seat while Stan flipped pages, looking through the packet.

“All with full honesty?” Stan asks looking up still thumping through the pages.

“Uh...maybe, my mind is hazy about that packet.” Bradley answers glancing at the window behind Stan. “Could you close the blinds?” he asks squinting his eyes as the bright sun shined in his face.

“I don't have blinds.” Stan says with a sigh as he spins in his chair closer to the window and closes the forest green curtains.

“Are you done reading yet? I’m tired of coming here and not really doing anything.” Bradley says as Stan makes squeaking noises when he scoots back up to his desk

“The process takes a while, I need to read it all then choose some points to focus on.” Stan replies looking back down at the packet.

“So you're not going to focus on me completely and only fix some bits and pieces of me.” Bradley says rolling his eyes.

“Sometimes you can't just fix everything at the same time, it takes breaking things up and working on things individually to actually succeed. And I'm not going to fix you, I'm going to help you be a better you as to say.” Stan explains looking at him for a while before closing the packet with a sigh. “Let's focus on why you're here.”

“We already talked about this my first day!” Bradley argued.

“You only told me it was because of a bet, you never discussed it. And there has to be a good reason why your sister even decided to force you to come here.” Stan shoots back calmly causing Bradley to sigh as his shoulders droops down, and the camera zooms in on him.

“Obviously I have issues.” Bradley replies looking around the office.

“Believe me I know.” is what Bradley would have expected Stan to reply with. But instead Stan kept his composure.

“Well, I would like you to branch off that. Be more specific for me.” Stan says closing the packet as one of Bradley’s eyes twitch.

“Did you even read the damn packet?” Bradley asks between his teeth.

“I did, but you might have not answered with honesty and you being here could be for another reason not mentioned in the packet.” Stan explains getting up from his seat going over to a coffee maker in his office.

“Oh I bet everything was in that thick packet of yours.” Bradley hisses as Stan made coffee. Stan turned around in his direction when he was finished, to raise an eyebrow at him, while he drank coffee from his burgundy mug.