Incurable

Incurable

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"You're here because you can't sleep. Or won't let yourself eat. Maybe voices speak to you sometimes. Maybe... You don't know what's wrong. Whatever the reason, whatever the cause... You belong here. I suggest you get comfortable." (A Pentatonix + mental illness AU)
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I'm in the wrong bed. I guess that means I'm on tour. I could have sworn tour ended a week ago, but I'm too tired to figure that out right now. I clutch my vaguely familiar hotel pillow closer and squeeze my eyes against the morning light. My arms feel small. My whole body seems wrong, like the gap from a missing tooth. My alarm sounds and I jab at my iPhone. Eight in the morning, the little screen tells me. What happened to my phone? Why am I using my old one? How did I even get here?

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