Worst Than Nicotine||Brendon Urie (au)

•+•Prologue•+•

Today was the day. I've waited almost a month and now I'm here... GreyRock mental institution. If you're unaware of the term "mental institution" it's another word for asylum. Yes I know what you're thinking "why would someone want to work in an asylum?" I don't actually want to, but it's the highest paying job in my area. And I need money to live basically. The building looks old maybe a good 150 years. I slowly make my way up to the front gate and ring the buzzer. "Welcome to GrayRock's Mental Institution, how can I help you today" a woman a little to cheerful for my liking asks through the small speaker. "Hi my name is Avery Chelsea and I recently got hired here?" It came out as more of a question than a statement.  "Ahh yes, Avery Chelsea, Mr. GrayRock has been awaiting your arrival, come on in." After 30 seconds I would say the large rusty iron gates start to open. I walk through the gates. Once inside I'm greeted with several screams and shouts, also  by a girl about my age with long blonde hair and large green eyes wearing a nurse outfit and holding a clipboard. "Hello, you must be Avery I've heard about you." She says " Yup that's me, and you are..."  "I'm Blake, Blake Smith" she tells me. "Well it's very nice to meet you Blake." There was an awkward moment of silence then I spoke "umm... could you possibly tell me how I can get to Mr. GrayRock's office?" She nods "of course I would take you there myself but I have some business to take care of." After Blake tells me the directions we bid our goodbyes and I'm on my way. "301, 302 , 303... here it is 304" I mutter to myself. The door to room 304 was different from most doors they were all plain and white small not to mention the occasional one with a name tag on the front. But this one was large, red and had "C.GreyRock" on the front. After realizing it wasn't really socially acceptable to stare at a door for 5 minutes I knocked on the door. A faint "come in" could be Heard if you listen closely. When I opened the door I was surprised to see two small children running around no older than 5. " I'm so sorry Miss..."  "Chelsea" I say "my wife went out this afternoon and I had to watch the twins." A tall man with slick black hair said to me.  "Oh it's quite alright I don't mind" I state. "My name is Carl GreyRock, please have a seat" the mans I now know as Carl GreyRock introduces. Once I sit down Carl says "ok so I'm sure you know about your position here right?" He asks "yes of course" I respond. My job is to give the patients there medications and keep them company so the can be sane again. After given my uniform which consists of white shoes (A.N damn Daniel back at it again with the white vans... Sorry I had to) a skirt and a shirt with a name tag. I honestly don't think this will be so bad.

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