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Monroeville Asylum
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Sept 18, 2016 23:45:21 GMT
Post by Atticus Douglas Parker on Sept 18, 2016 23:45:21 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] there's a storm you're starting now
Atticus smirked when the volunteers started to file into the day room. He sat on the top of the couch, his knees up by his elbows and he waited to see her face. Delilah would be around soon and he honestly missed the woman. Bonnie was around somewhere and he hoped that his friends would like the volunteer as much as he did. There were times when he missed Drake, there was no getting over a first love like that, but he was enjoying his time getting to know the younger woman. Bonnie was off somewhere, probably trying to break into the art carts again.
The last of the volunteers wandered into the day room, and he felt his heart drop. Where was Delilah? He dropped his knees and slid down so he was sitting on the couch properly and sighed. She probably decided against spending any more of her time at a place like Monroeville, or she just realized how much better she was than a place like this. He groaned at the misery that surrounded this place and wished that he was out already. Where he could be out a start his new life where he could be back in New York City with his parents and sisters.
He ran his fingers through his shaggy hair and sighed, wishing that she was there. He hadn’t felt this way for anyone since Drake and it felt nice to have someone to look forward to in this place, but it sucked when he missed her. He would probably go and find Bonnie or something, anything to take away from the gross feeling of not having Delilah there.
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