Yeah, you are probably right. It would be cumbersome to have all the patients fully aware of things and with energy enough to plot about escapements. But still… I am not being able to catch up with my tv shows! It’s so boring.
Sorry, just don’t want you to feel uncomfortable, is all.
Yeah, the quad is pretty great. It’s sad that soon it’ll be too cold to enjoy.. If only I knew a place you could go, I would tell you; but I still haven’t seen a majority of this building myself. And even the places you should have some privacy, there are nurses on guard. It sucks.
Can't think of someone who doesn't shares your problem. I'm very sure they want us to be all drugged up and silent rather than protesting about banana puddings or trying to escape.
It's your room, too. You shouldn't have to do that. Don't worry, I'll try to find some place else.. I just need to get away. I thought the quad would be a nice place but it's crowded nowadays. Odd, considering it's starting to get chilly. But I guess everyone realized how truly awesome that place is.
NOTES: Rhiann avoids therapy and encounters Declan.
His eyes towards the ground, Declan hadn’t even noticed that there was someone headed right in his direction. Feeling his body collide against someone else, he quickly looked up and began apologizing - at the same time, Rhiann was doing the same things towards him.
"It’s fine I don’t think either of us were," Declan began to say, his eyebrow raising when Rhiann said she had to go. "Are you headed to dinner?" he asked, confused as to why she was headed in the opposite direction of the cafeteria.
Rhiann:
Focused on the hallway before her, she came to a harsh stop after hearing the boy's words. She had no intention of going to dinner, she'd rather starve than go ahead and give herself up to the nurses like fresh meat to eat. Rhiann turned on her heels and stared at Declan for a while. She trusted him enough to tell him the truth so she shook her head softly, her gaze deviating to the ground a few seconds after. She couldn't say why, not with a sea of people surrounding them. She had to move fast, leave the halls while they were still crowded to go unnoticed. The last she wanted was to get caught and be forced to go to therapy.
The desperation in her face was clear, as she looked towards both sides of the halls. "Not really planning to.." she mumbled, biting her lip. "I've got some other top secret things to work on.. it's a real adventure.." For a brief moment, a smile grazed her lips. It had been a while since she had last smiled, but to think of her rebellious attempt to flee therapy as an adventure made it all more exciting and fun.
Oh - the synthetic kind, I'm guessing. That's the worst, I don't even know how they actually think it's strawberry flavor when it isn't even close to the real thing.
Because my parents moved to Europe. Going back home for the weekend means I will go see my grandmother, and she will make sure I eat… and I won’t be able to deal with eating.
It kind of sucks when you are stuck in the infirmary for an entire week and have to listen to people talk about all the desserts they are serving in the caf.
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