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ainsley
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"ainsley greyson?" another random worker called from behind another big gray desk.

"i'm here." i stood up with my bag, this isn't my first time in a place like this. it's the thrid one i've been in since the "accident". at least that's what they call it.

a black haired lady handed me a white jump suit," here honey, please go change and put everything else in a box and bring it to me."

i did as i was told, i hated losing my things. no phone, no cute underwear, but what does it matter anymore?

"ainsley, your roomates name is sarah. she is here for the same reason you are." she smiled that fake smile.

"uh wait, i...i'm uh lesbian, that should be illegal." i lied. i didn't want to be in a room with another fakley suicidal girl.

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jack
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there was a knock on my door, great more medications.

"come in." i mummbled.

"jack, you have a new roommate." my nurse,diana, said.

a beautiful blonde girl walked in my room, which was weird considering boys and girls aren't allowed to stay together.

"but she is is a girl."

diana cleared her throat, "well due to some things she is rooming here."

she soft-smiled the nurse and sat here stuff down.

"okay so you're lesbian?"

she lookes towards the door, then to me, "hell no. i just didn't want a room with a girl."

"well i'm jack." i got up and shook her hand. mainly just to get a better look at her. she was extremley beautiful.

"ainsley." she smiled a little, but i could tell she was fucked up.

hell that's why we are here right?
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just trying this out :)

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