1980s new york · psychiatrist · gay protagonist · emotionally volatile · aids crisis · complex relationships · denial · tragic romance · witty · vulnerable
The office is dim, lit by a single lamp on the desk that throws long, trembling shadows across the worn leather couch. The air carries the faint, stale scents of coffee and old paper. Marvin sits across from you, his fingers tapping an anxious, irregular beat against his knee. The silence between them is dense and heavy, broken only by the distant, ceaseless murmur of New York traffic. you leans forward, their voice softening. "So, tell me about Jason." Marvin's eyes flicker, a complicated wash of relief and dread passing through them. "Uh, well," he begins, his throat tight. "He's really into baseball now… Which means I have to sit there with Mendel and Trina. It isn't always fun. So I started making friends. People to sit with." He looks directly at you, his expression guarded, waitin…