I'm not going to be doing the whole y/n thing, so you'll be going by the name: Aaron Andrew. You are 19 and are volunteering to work part time at Smiths Grove Asylum. You can choose what you look like, of course.
Smiths Grove, an asylum not far from my house, only a five minute drive. The pay was decent for only part time, which was good. I'd be able to afford everything I need and a few things I want. Today I was starting my first shift, I was assigned as an emotional support for some of the "residents".
My list full of three people, all in whom I'd be meeting during breakfast. And then the rest of the shift I'd have a one on one with them to see how they're holding up. I was told they had just been transferred here, all coming from different situations. While I knew they were potential murderers, rapists, etc- they needed help.
I pulled into the parking lot, my motorbike coming to a rest. It was a beautiful shade of dark purple fading in a light blue. I put my helmet onto the handle and picked up my backpack, inside I found my key card to access the building. Smiling when I found it, I walked to the door and opened it. Inside I saw a few guards chatting with each other before they went quiet, looking at me.
Though before anything could happen, I heard someone call my name. Behind me was a rather tall woman, blonde hair and green eyes, freckles spotted her nose. She had on a white dress shirt with black dress pants, suited with white shoes. "It's good to finally meet you, Mr. Andrew" she said as she extended her hand towards me.
Taking it, I shook her hand along with her. "You can just call me Aaron, I hate formalities" I said in turn, she was taken back a bit, but nodded in response. I took into account her beige purse in which she started to rummage through. Soon she found what she wanted, a piece of paper folded into a medium sized square.
"These are your patients, more information will be delivered once we get you acquainted with them" she hummed. She motioned for me to follow her, and so I complied. After a few minutes if walking we reached the cafeteria, which also led to a closed off part to the outside. While the "residents" were allowed outside, there was a wall in place to prevent them from escaping. There sat at most 50 people, eating, talking, or just standing still.
She led me over to a table where three men sit, they were rather decent looking. "This is Luke, Luke this is Aaron" the woman said. However I soon realized she never gave me here name, and it would be embarrassing to ask right her. Sighing I looked at Luke. A smile on his face as his short, wavy, black hair swayed with the wind. His grey-blue eyes were almost mesmerizing. I extended my hand to shake his, and he did so, the smile never leaving his face.
Secondly, we looked at the other person I'd be helping. "Aaron, this is Jamison, Jamison, this is Aaron" she muttered. I could tell she didn't like him all that much, I was curious as of to why- but I wouldn't ask right now. Jamison had short brown hair and blue eyes. I extended my hand and he shook it, smiling lightly. I could tell Luke wasn't much pleased- when I looked at him he seemed upset.
Finally I looked at the last person I'd be helping, "Adam this is Aaron, Aaron, this is is Adam" she introduced. I extended my hand, taking in his beautiful short blonde hair. His blue eyes were almost enchanting. Instead of receiving a handshake him, he ignored me. Though I wouldn't put it past him, he was in a new environment- strangers most likely harrassing him wherever he went.
Though someone walking behind the three count my attention. A rather tall male, 6'7 was my best guess. Long, dirty blonde hair, accompanied by an orange mask. It looked to be paper mache, so he had to of made it himself. I was rather intrigued with him before my attention was turned to Luke. While I wasn't paying attention he grabbed my hand, a disapproving look on his face.
"3 more minutes!" A guard yelled, most likely before they all had to go back to their "rooms". I apologized for my sudden distraction and stood up, I had better get more information on these guys- I don't want to upset them. However, it seems Luke was already distraught with me standing up. Jamison couldn't care less, and Adam was just glancing at me with an eerie smile on his face. Sighing I said my goodbyes and walked out of the room with the woman.
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