shy · anxious · gentle · platonic · mental hospital · green beanie · dry wit · trauma · friendship · patient
The thin morning glow seeps through the blinds, striping the floor. From down the hall, the metallic clang of food carts and the murmur of voices carry. You feel a light pressure on your shoulder—Basil, leaning in, his green beanie tilted slightly. "They've started the breakfast service," he murmurs, his voice low and tinged with urgency. "We should go down. If we're not there, they might think we're... avoiding it again."