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OH, SHIT. ANGEL TOOK A SMALL STEP TO READ THE GIRL’S MESSY SCRAWL. ‘ ah, fuck. well. maybe we can find it together? not to sound CREEPY or anything. ‘
A small smirk spread on Ro’s features as she erased the words and tucked the board away, giving the stranger a thumbs up, beginning to walk down the hall, turning around to wait.
’ HEY, UH. ‘ ANGEL SAID, AWKWARDLY TRYING TO CAPTURE THE OTHER’S ATTENTION, ‘ is there a LIBRARY here or somewhere they keep books. i found some in the rec room but i was curious if they had a wider selection. ‘ needless to say the selection hadn’t interested him.
Ro turned towards the voice, staring as she’d never seen the person who had approached her before. Gripping white board and marker, she scribbled messily, biting her lower lip in concentration before showing the stranger her message. Ive heard there’s one around, but I haven’t found it yet. Sory.
Riley had been bored, and decided that following the girl would be fun to do. He had been doing well not alerting her but then she noticed him. He sighed as Ro turned and he smiled. “No need to admit guilt. I watched you take it. But I don’t want it.”
Ro eyed the older patient carefully, fully suspicious of his oddly kind act. Lowering her arms slowly, shoving the can into the inner pocket of her jacket, her arms crossed in front of her. Ro’s eyebrows raised just a little, curious now, as if asking You’re not gonna snitch?
The sound of footsteps brought an immediate reaction from the girl, her arms above her head in surrender as she turned to face who had approached, an unopened can of soda that had been left unattended in her hand.
Feris had encountered a few too many bad people already, and it was getting hard to accept. He just accepted it with gritted teeth, admitting it to himself like swallowing vomit. He wanted to get out, but in some sick way, he wanted to dive in head first, indulge in the cloyingly succulent mania and just- for the love of god- he wanted to set something on fire. With all this shit on his mind, he was useless, nervously fidgeting with strangers of his hair as he sat on a couch, legs crossed beneath him.
After being shoved out the corner of the bedroom, Ro finally decided to wander a bit, white board held against her chest, a few different colours of markers shoved in jacket pockets. It wasn’t that she didn’t talk at all, it’s just that she only spoke when she was alone; where she knew she could trust herself and nobody else was around. Coming to the rec room, she looked around until spotting an empty spot on the couch, next to some boy she hadn’t seen before. Walking up, she scribbled on the white board, showing him her terrible penmanship. May I sit?
“You shouldn’t roll your eyes, that’s rude,” Addison remarks, pursing his lips at the girl’s behavior. “It means my immune system doesn’t work the way it’s supposed to. No, I’m sure I have one. I have two, in fact, I saw all of their things in the room when I got here.”
“ you sound like my mother or something. “ a very soft chuckle left the girls lips, eyeing the other. “ that sounds really terrible, i’m sorry. much suck. if you ever need a place to hide, i’m almost never in my room. “
“Seriously? Why can’t I, then? I have an auto immune disease, having roommates could make me really sick, even if they don’t try to attack me. This is fucked up.”
She stared at him for a little bit, rolling her eyes subtly before letting her marker run across the messy page again. “ i dunno what that means, but it must suck. you sure you got a roomie? maybe you’re a lucky one. “
“Why do they give us roommates? That doesn’t seem to be very safe. What if one of the dudes goes into, like, an episode and tries to kill me? This place could get sued for all of it’s money.”
“ i’ve heard that some of us don’t get roommates “
“I hope not. I just can’t get this taste out of my mouth.”
“ i know i’m going to regret this, but what taste? “
“is there anything to do around here besides sitting and rotting?”
“ no, not really. ”
“Is it safe to rinse your mouth with bleach if you don’t swallow?”
“ isn’t that like really deadly? ”
“I’m not talking to anyone.”
Ro smiled a little, quickly scribbling in her notebook before showing it to the other. That’s good, cause I don’t really talk.
Ro had been wandering an abandoned hallway nearby her room almost all day, enjoying the silence and the solitude, considering it allowed her to speak without having to worry about people laughing or judging her. It started out as a hum; although humming was usually what she had to do before speaking in order to warm up her throat, until it grew into her singing and mumbling a cute little song that she’d come up with on the spot. This one was about birds and how she’d wished to fly away from this place. The second she heard a faint murmuring, though, Ro froze in place, listening to whatever or whoever was around, hoping and praying that nobody heard her terribly soft-spoken voice.
Hunter had children – he was well aware about the need and significance of keeping something that resembled home, or just family in general, which made him hesitate for a second. Had to do his job still, though, and this kid might’ve lied for all he knew. “No jewelry. Unless you’ve been given permission to have that, I’m going to have to confiscate it back.”
Sudden fear washed over Ro at the mans words, her heart beginning to race. She couldn’t give up the locket now, after having it since her arrival. It was the last personal item she had from her mother, and she wasn’t about to just hand it over without some sort of fight. Remaining silent, she only shook her head, her hand buried in her pocket, lightly fiddling with the chain.
“I don’t… I didn’t hurt that many people.. At least, I didn’t mean to…”
Ro pulled out her marker and notebook, scrawling in childish penmanship and showing him her message. But you still ended up hurting people, right?
“I think there’s been a mistake.. I really don’t belong here…”
A single scoff left the younger girls lips, as if silently saying, “That’s what they all say”.
Hunter ground his teeth, tried his hardest to supress a sigh – he’d begun to notice that these kids were getting more sneaky ever since the influx of Harlows. “Where did you get that?”
Ro fiddled with the locket for a few seconds before shoving it in her pocket, mainly so it would be easier to grab her notebook and marker, writing messily. It’s just a necklace from my mother, don’t worry.
