orlandoutkin
“Substance abuse. How about you?”
Bellatrix frowned, taking a step back. “What kind of substance?” If she was an alcoholic, that was a deal-breaker.

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orlandoutkin
“Substance abuse. How about you?”
Bellatrix frowned, taking a step back. “What kind of substance?” If she was an alcoholic, that was a deal-breaker.
orlandoutkin:
“I don’t know. My mind is jumping all over the place right now.”
“Uh, yeah... I see. What are you here for?” She wasn’t going to say it, even though she was so tired she had almost lost her filter, but she was one of the oddest people she’d met so far.
orlandoutkin:
“I just thought of something disgusting and creepy. O-Open heart surgery, and what happens with you google hysterectomy and the images come up.”
“Why is open heart surgery disgusting or creepy? It’s pretty important... why would you look at the Google images for hysterectomy? And why did you think of that?”
orlandoutkin:
“I don’t usually pay attention to my shoes. I’m O.” She was hesitant to shake Bellatrix’s hand but did so anyways, figuring she could take her in a fight if it was necessary.
“Well, you should. Untied shoelaces can result in some pretty painful injuries, you know. Nice to meet you.” Bellatrix heaved herself up off the floor and tilted her head. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
orlandoutkin:
“Yeah..” O didn’t know how to respond, she didn’t like people touching her without her permission first.
Bellatrix sat back to admire her work, then held her hand up to her. “Do you usually walk around with your shoes untied? That’s a blunt force trauma waiting to happen. I’m Bellatrix.”
orlandoutkin:
“Oh, thanks.” She tried to keep her legs still so the girl could tie her shoelaces.
“You’re welcome!” Bellatrix carefully pulled the laces into a floppy bow. “I wouldn’t want you to fall.”
“Your shoe’s untied!”
alexandermwolfe:
“Well they’re actually pretty different than movies and show portray them. Or at least that’s what I’ve found.”
“Well, that’s good. Do they watch when you shave? Oh-- I guess you don’t do that. But I’m glad they’re nice.”
alexandermwolfe:
“That’s not really how they work.”
“Oh. Well I didn’t really know, because I’ve never been in one.”
blue-bellatrix:
“Oh. Well, that’s good. I was expecting them to be rough or thin. You know. The whole asylum thing.”
“Nah. These people actually care and would prefer their patients to be comfortable I guess.”
"Oh, well that's good. I was afraid this was gonna be one of those creepy asylums where you have to sit in a cell all day and they just push your food through a little window."
alexandermwolfe:
“Yes. I think everyone’s are.”
“Oh. Well, that’s good. I was expecting them to be rough or thin. You know. The whole asylum thing.”
“At least the beds are soft. Are your blankets this nice?”