Closed asylum rp.
Wake up, eat, group time, eat, free time, eat, story time, sleep... Repeat. That's how the days went. Over and over. Wake up (8am), eat (Just enough so they leave you alone), group time (Listen to people talk), eat (Push it around with your fork), free time (Look out the window and pine after the fresh air), eat (give away your food), story time (listen quietly), sleep (get drugged into a dreamless sleep), repeat. Today was different. Someone new was here. The ward went buzzing as he walked by. All but one. The redhead who stood by the window. Her arms where wrapped in thick bandages and her fingers where wrapped too. She wore a faded, plain blue dress that went mid thigh. It was short but this way you could see her legs. Like her arms they where wrapped aswell. But as the man was walked through she stared out the window. Some said she was dumb, others said mentally special. But she was neither. She was lonely. In the asylum no one made friends. You just survived from day to day. If you where lucky they would see progress and let you go. That particular redhead had been here for a year and a half. Her blue eyes slowly blinked and she finally looked to to watch the new man.
