Starter for @pitthobos // Roy
Another ER trip.
It's less worse this time though. At least he's not gasping for air and keeled over in pain from a bad OD. Finding out your meth dealer had somehow fucked up and laced the cut with fentanyl wasn't the best way to go.
Now he's stuck here with no proper way to actually pay for treatment. No insurance. No unemployment benefits. Bob blinks at the bright fluorescent lights overhead, and is momentarily snapped out of his thoughts at someone entering his room.
Psych eval, maybe. Great. Another one. He gives the doctor a weak smile. "Can I get out yet?"









