#mountostarter

TW: Rehab, withdrawals, drug use, depression

Phillip walked down the hall, his feet bare, his curls in disarray, and his clothes baggy but incredibly soft compared to their normal worn out state (how dare they wash his clothes! What an outrage). His bruises had almost finished healing, the cuts and scrapes had gone away, and he actually smelled good. True, he was very well groomed. In fact, he probably hadn’t been that clean since they brought him home from the hospital as an infant. But with all of that aside, he looked like a mess. There were obvious bags under his eyes, a very tired feel in the way he walked and spoke - very mellow to his normally giddy, childlike, and playful personality. 

He had been through his withdrawals, had come back alright, but he was still worn. With very little time in the outdoors and no contact with his loved ones aside from his moms who visited on the weekends and Wednesdays, he was very lonely and out of his element. They kept saying that he had accomplished a lot, but he still felt, well, guilty and sad about all of it.

Today was visiting day, and he was incredibly nervous. They said someone had come to see him, but he wasn’t really sure who yet. Fidgeting nervously, he made his way towards the visiting room. He made it all the way to the door with the company of the one friend he had made while he was there, Leena, when he came to a very abrupt stop. The panic set in his chest as he stared at the door, fear seeping into his pores. His breathing became erratic, his heart in a frenzy. He was about to turn around when he felt her hand slide around his.

“Hey...” she whispered. “It’s okay. You’ve got this. Okay?”

What's this? What's this? There's something very wrong What's this? There's people singing songs

What's this? The streets are lined with Little children laughing Everybody seems so happy Have I possibly gone daffy? What is this?

He thinks I’m high?

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To be engulfed in hugs by your best friends when you come back from a “journey” truly is one of the greatest things in the world. When Adelaide found out about her being one of the selected few to attend Wellesley College’s Archery Club Scholarship Program, she knew that she had to say yes. Wellesley is Adelaide’s dream college- and already being recognized and acknowledge by them? Talk about an almost dream come true! True, it was an entire month long... But her mother and the dean were both okay with her attending, since it dealt with something that she loved with all of her heart.

When she had told the girls on the Archery team about her opportunity, they had been nothing but excited for the girl. But they were even more excited to have her back. As soon as she had entered the archery range, they had screamed and hug attacked the brunette. She usually detested hugs and affection contacts, but this was a huge exception. They were all talking at once when the Queen twin finally laughed and said, “All right, all right! Calm down, girls. I’ve missed you all and I will answer all of your questions one by one soon, okay?”