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A paranoid guy, huh. Must think the world has it out for him if he thinks this little alien orb is some spy. Self-righteous and self-absorbed with their own delusions, as all anxious people were.

“..No. I was just wondering on the conditions here, and inspires people to live here.”

She’s already fed up with the ‘tude of this guy. Granted, she did just come out of nowhere and ask some really invasive, aggressive questions, but still.

“Because to be honest, that pickle-skinned guy in reception made it sound like this place was a prison for depressed people. But the depressed people would check themselves in. I just wanted to get, y’know, some information on that.”

          Man... they did not recall having such an passion at his age. Granted, they were only two years apart but time was a scam and that age gap probably seemed much farther for Belle than it would for Trevor. They tried to look like they were digesting the information swiftly thrown at them but it was practically useless. One blink, two blink— yup, absolutely nothing. They sighed to theirself and admitted defeat.

" EXCUSE ME WHAT THE HECK."

“Bean you?” 

Randy had run into Millie a couple of times, but preferred to keep his distance from the girl. It wasn’t because he was afraid or anything, he just liked the space near the stairwell. She was good at golf - everyone knew that - but Randy had no idea what Trevor meant. Maybe he had beans to eat with his aforementioned lunch, but still...