Boys Dorm Room 1 {ADRIAN & SPENCER}

Adrian had been huddled in the corner of his bed for the longest of while. Believe it or not, everything was quiet in his room and in his head, but his hands were cupped tightly over his ears and his eyes were shut tightly. The silence was unnerving, just a faint constant echo that was generated from the cooling vent inside his room.It was 6:00 PM and while everyone else had gone to dinner by now Adrian refused to move. Of course he didn't feel safe here alone in his room, the demon could come and take him any time but he didn't dare move. If he just sat here and stayed quiet in this ball he had formed maybe the demon wouldn't be able to find him.

Hearing the door creaked up Adrian just pressed the palms of his hands tighter to his ears and let out a low whining noise, curling up further as if he could just curl up so tight and small he just disappeared. "Adrian" he let out a small gasping noise. Since when did the demon know his name? This was bad.. really really bad. With his name the demon had more control over him. He didn't know how that worked but he knew that now he was in even more danger. By now he was all sweaty and his heart was pounding, he could hear faint foot steps across the rug layed across the center of his floor, the demon was getting closer. A hand rested softly onto his shoulder and thats when he lost it. The patient let out a terrified scream, stretching one arm out at his attacker in an attempt to push them away. His hand clasped around loose clothing and he pushed outward, letting go of the wad of clothing he had grabbed and letting his attacker fall to the ground with a thud. "Adrian calm down!" He just shook his head, how could they want him to calm down? WHY did they want him to calm down? "No!" His eyes were opened now but he refused to look at the demon, terrified to see it's hideous face.

"ADRIAN LOOK AT ME" he shook his head again and back up further into the corner of his bed, feeling the cold metal press into his skin through his clothes. "No.." he said softer again, still shaking his head and curling into fetal position. A cold hand was placed carefully on his head and tried to manually turn it. "Letgo of me" he said softly, fighting feebly against the demon's hand. By now it was more than obvious he had almost given up trying to fight it, just let it take him, it would be easier.

Letting out a soft sigh he stopped struggling all together, his heart beat pounding in his ears and allowed the demon to turn his head slowly to face it. All at once his heart slowed back down and breathed out in relief seeing the worried face of an intern, a faint smile visible under strands of blonde hair that had come loose from the tight pony tail. "See.. it's just me Adrian" the man nodded his head slowly, looking up at her expectant of her to speak.

"Are you gonna come to dinner?" he shook his head no and edged away from here so her hand fell away from his head. "Alright then.. Dr. Evans told me to let you know you have a new room mate, he should be here any second. Be sure to act your best, okay?" His face visibly lit up and a faint smile curled onto his lips and he nodded his head in understanding and watched the intern stand up and smooth out her clothes before heading out the door. "His name's Spencer... I'm sure you'll like him a lot." Adrian watched as she left, shutting the door behind her and he just kept his eyes focused on the door, still balled up in a tight ball, terrified that the next being to step through the door would be a demon.

He shut his eyes tight and stood up at last, he needed to relax his mind. Walking carefully over to his desk he grabbed a sharpie and walked idly over to one of the walls. He didn't even need to think, he just began scribbling random things. "They'll never take me alive" "Theyre these terrors, and It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat" "Cancer" "Out Comes The Wolves" "Dead" "Sleep" he just kept writing these little phrases and sentences all over that wall until it was almost completely covered in ink he sighed softly and capped the marker, sitting down in front of the wall and staring at the door waiting for Spencer. He knew as soon as one of the staff members saw his wall they would yell at him about it and say it would scare other patients away.. either that or put him back in expression therapy. He grinded his teeth and narrowed his eyes, he hated expression therapy. He hated therapy in general and certainly group therapy. He wasn't like the rest of them here, he's not crazy like them. They just won't believe him, they don't think he's in danger and it just pisses him off every time they say its all in his head. He growled low and shook his head, turning his attention back to the door and trying not to think about the silence of the room and how empty it is, how a demon could get him at and second and no one would know until its too late.

Adrian held his breath as the door squeaked open though he let it out in a big ragged puff when he saw it was some strange dude with curly brown hair. "Uh.. I'm, Spencer." Adrian stayed quiet for a bit longer, seemingly ignoring the guy. He knew who Spencer was, he was his new room mate he just wasn't interested in that at the time. The man just picked at his nails for a few awkward moments before heaving a sigh and scribbling something onto his arm. "Save yourself" he perfected the thin black lines until they were thick and boxy before nodding in approval and putting the cap on his marker, tossing it to his bed and unfolding himself, letting go of his knees and placing them on the floor boards, pulling himself up by the bars over head.

"Hi" he said softly at last, his eyes looking up to catch Spencer's eye and giving him a small smile. "I'm Adrian" he paused and held up a finger, scrambling off over to his dresser again and opening a small box, pulling out a bag in it and untieing the top. Taking a pinch of salt he tied it back up and walked back over to Spencer, flicking the salt at him and watching through narrowed green eyes to see if it would burn his skin or something.

Once he got no response Adrian nodded his head in approval. "Sorry... just taking precautions." Usually Adrian's schizophrenia wasn't quite this bad, but lately for the past 3 days without having anyone in his room with him it's made him even more... paranoid. This always happens when his room mate is transferred or released, he goes a little more crazier then usual. He let out a sigh again, he missed his old room mate. He would talk to Adrian and stay up until he was fully asleep, most the time anyways. It was calming to have someone talking to him when he fell asleep, it distracted his mind and helped stop nightmares because he fell asleep calm.

Without thinking he brought his gaze up to Spencer's face again and blurted out all at once. "Will you stay up talking to me? And do you mind me having a flashlight... things are in the dark and..." he shook his head. He knew he shouldn't be so reluctant to talk about it with other patients seeing as they were crazy unlike him, they were actually ill in most cases while Adrian was just in danger and scared. Still, he felt like they would shout at him that he's crazy so all together he didn't talk about his schizophrenia.  

"I... uh, I have a... night light. I don't like the dark... either." Adrian's face lit up. "Really? Thats awesome" he ran his hand through his messy black hair. "Ya see, my parents refused to get me a night light before I was sent here maybe 2 or 3 years ago.. said it was stupid and childish. The staff gave me a flashlight though so I suppose it's alright."

"I, I don't know" Adrian tilted his head, he had almost completely forgotten about his first question. "Oh.." he said softly, slightly disappointed. Well, if he didn't talk him to sleep it would be his own fault when Adrian woke him up complaining about nightmares. He shuffled his feet awkwardly and shrugged. "Thats fine I guess." He couldn't hope for another perfect room mate, just a compatible one. Just so long he didn't get another obnoxious room mate he was good.

"Can I come in?" Adrian shook his head. "Oh yeah, of course. You can have top bunk.. I don't like it so high away from the ground." He glanced at the clock on his wall and tapped his fingers on his desk. It was only 6:24 PM, only about 20 minuets past. He sighed and scratched as his head, walking back to his bed and picking up his marker. Subconsciously he  drew a spider web in the area between his index finger and thumb with "hopeless" written above it.

The silence that stretched on was uncomfortable so at last he tried to make conversation. "So uh... I think they're still serving dinner until 7:00 PM... then I think it's gym if I remember correctly." Of course he remembered, he hardly forgets anything and if you had been in this place as long as Adrian you would never forget the schedule either. His nose scrunched up at the thought of having to go to gym but then it dawned on him, it was only Sunday. He let out a soft sigh of relief. "Actually it's Sunday so after dinner we have free time."

He stretched out his arms and began to head out the door. "You can just throw your bag on your bed... if you don't know where the lunch room is follow me." His voice was soft but kind and he smiled softly at the guy. He didn't like talking but at times like this he kinda had no choice. He paused before stepping completely out the door, standing in front of Spencer since the guy was kinda blocking the door way. He pulled his tie out from under his vest and loosened it enough to pull it off his head, tossing it to his bed. "They don't allow ties" he said softly before sliding past Spencer and out the door.

As soon as Adrian saw Spencer leave from where he was at hiding behind a corner he lost all interest. He wasn't quite sure he wanted to go back to the room yet though, in case Spencer was angry at him which he probably was. Instead he just roamed around the halls with his arms wrapped around him kinda wanting to die. After only a few minuets Adrian grew bored and dug around in his pocket only to frown realizing he seemed to have left his marker in the cafeteria. He let out a soft groan of annoyance and finally began trudging back to his room.

He stopped outside the door hearing Spencer talking. "No" the first thing Adrian noticed is that Spencer sounded terrified, and it worried him. He had to admit he had taken a liking to the guy, probably even developed a small crush despite trying to kill him so he was legitimately worried even if he shouldn't be. After that he heard nothing and panic shot through him, without thinking he bust through the door his eyes wide and his hair hanging in his face. Without saying a word he looked around the room, seeing nothing but a lump on the top bunk which he assumed was Spencer and he also assumed he has previously been crying because of the after-cry-sniffles coming from the blanket.

The guy's eyes softened and he shut the door, walking slowly to the bed. With a soft sigh Adrian once again began to act before he thought and climbed up onto the top bunk, not bothering with the latter and just using his upper arm strength to pull him up a bit then clamber up the rest the way by kicking his back legs against the bed madly. Once he was on the bed and crawled under the blankets he didn't know what to do, he just wanted to comfort Spencer without being awkward.

Well his plan of not being awkward was ruined as now he was just staring at Spencer with the same soft eyes. Though once he realized he was staring he turned his face away quickly, blushing slightly before going out from beneath the shelter of the blanket and to the edge of the bunk. Leaning over he practically hung over the top bunk, draping himself down so he could grab another marker off the bed.

Coming back up he shuffled over so he was sitting next to Spencer curled up tight under the blanket again (notice they were quite close together so they could both fit under the blanket c:.)He slowly reached forward as to not scare Spencer and make him think he was gonna hurt him. he just grabbed his arm gently and scribbled across it "I'm sorry." He had done it without thinking of course, Adrian's habit with writing on things was always subconscious and the things he wrote usually meant something sincere. Right after he wrote on Spencer he went to his own arm which already had a few words and phrases on it and wrote across it "they always told me that you'll never get to heaven." Just after that he shifted and wrote across the wall "cause if you stop breathing, I'll stop my heart, I'll stop breathing too" and just after that he wrote on the upper part of his arm "be afraid of what I am." Then once he was a bit more calmed down by writing these few things he capped his marker and looked at Spencer, not exactly expectantly but with more of a look prompting to share whats on his mind if he needed to talk.  

"That was really embarrassing," Adrian just smiled softly and shook his head, finally talking. "I assume you're talking about crying," he shrugged his shoulders, "if I'm correct it wasn't that bad. Everyone cries really.. and I uh.. I don't know the exact reason you were crying but I'm sure it was understandable." He felt Spencer shift beside him then stiffen up and he cringed slightly knowing he had probably hurt his back when Adrian slammed him against the table. "Um.. I feel terrible about.. attacking you." He swallowed nervously, not wanting to bring up the topic of the boy or his demon cause he knew Spencer would react just how everyone else would act, like he was crazy.

"I saw someone and they.." he shook his head and waved his hand dismissively. "Never mind, I never should have trusted him. You're.." he paused to think of the right word to use, "you're astonishing Spencer." He smiled awkwardly, astonishing probably wasn't the right word to use and he face palmed mentally, his face turning pink again. He curled his legs up so they were folded against his chest with his arms wrapped around them. "I'm glad to have you as a room mate, you don't make fun of me for being afraid of the dark like some of the others did." Adrian smiled softly at him again, not really sure where he was going with this conversation, just trying to be friendly.

"You'd think in a place where mostly everyone is insane there wouldn't be any bullys but oh how wrong you'd be to think that." He gave a tragic sigh and stretched his legs back out. "There are a lot of people that seem to just hate me for no apparent reason" he shrugged and picked at his fingers nonchalantly as if he didn't care. "Getting called a fag or wuss.. and the worst of all crazy." He pulled subconsciously at his own black hair. "How could they call me crazy though? Have they ever looked in the mirror? I mean sure I see some things other people don't but I am far from crazy." He gritted his teeth and let out a noise of frustration.

"I hate it here" he glanced down at the blue fuzzy slippers he had to wear until they gave his shoes back. "They act like everything is my fault and take away all my rights. I was cool with not wearing a tie but then they took my shoes away cause I was defending myself and it just royally pisses me off." He finally let go of his hair and turned his full attention to Spencer. It was strange for him to talk this much but since he last room mate left he hadn't had anyone to talk to. He let out a soft sigh, he missed that room mate the most. The rest were just alright but this one was actually awesome and cool.

Adrian watched Spencer as he looked at his palms that had small red crescents and dried streaks of blood on them. He assumed they were placed their by Spencer himself but there was no way to tell for sure, Adrian just instantly felt bad for the guy. As he was handed a night light he smiled softly and hopped off the bunk bed, plugging up the night light and grabbing a few band-aids from his drawers. Hopping back onto the bed he crawled under the blanket with Spencer again, taking his hand carefully and sticking a band-aid on it, laying it across the cuts. He really only needed one band-aid so now he had 3 extras. Scrunching up his face his folded his hand up inside the blanket and wiped off Spencer's lip a bit (he was being sanitary and all... and of course minding Spencer's personal space a bit more). Once his lip wasn't crusty and bloodied he undid and band-aid and carefully stuck it across the cut Adrian's knuckles had made. With the two extra's he just stuck them across the clothes on Spencer's back, as if that would help numb the pain. "There" he said softly, looking up at Spencer and smiling.

"I'm tired." Adrian nodded his head slowly. Adrian suffered from insomnia so he hardly got any sleep, but he could understand that Spencer was tired with all that happened to him and only on his first day. "What to we have to go to sleep by?" He tilted his head slightly, letting a puzzled look play onto his pale features. "Sorry, I mean what time to we have to go to sleep by?" Adrian sort of face palmed, that should have been obvious. "Oh," he just whispered softly. "Umm.. lights out at 10:00 but we can stay in our room for however long we please and just do whatever we want, lights out though." You'd think they would allow people like Adrian who have a deathly fear of the dark keep their lights on all night, but nope apparently that wasn't an option, who cared about mental health anyways?

He finally crawled from the blanket again, pulling marker down with him and falling onto the floor flat on his butt. "Fuck" he spat our, clutching his teeth and flexing his toes out in pain. "Owowowow" he stood up carefully and rubbed his tail bone. "Never do that again" he said softly to himself before sitting crisscross on the floor and began writing on it. " I was born of the womb of a poisonous spell // Beaten and broken and chased from the land // But I rise up above it, high up above it and see // I was hung from the tree made of tongues of the weak // The branches, the bones of the liars, the thieves // Rise up above it, high up above it and see // Pray to your God, open your heart // Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark \\ Cover your eyes, the devil's inside.

It was a song he heard on the radio once before he was thrown in here, it was an unsettling song but he always felt a connection to it so he decided he liked it. Once he finished writing the lyrics he drew a little... well a large doodle of a coffin opened a bit with long sharp claws coming out of the crack, one menacing eyes peeking through the darkness.

Adrian watched Spencer's face light up in a smile, and in turn he spread his lips just a bit more to actually show his teeth. He couldn't remember the last time he had actually smiled, even now he was hardly smiling, just awkwardly curving his mouth open. Though as Spencer leaned in and wrapped his arms around him a warm feeling spread through him and he allowed himself to actually smile, raising his hands slowly and wrapping them around Spencer's upper back.

When the guy pulled back, Adrian was slightly disappointed and missed that warmth and was half tempted to curl up into the guy's side and just snuggle him, to bad he just met him literally an hour ago.

"Are you okay?" Adrian glanced up at Spencer and nodded his head slowly, he was now on the floor and had been for a bit after he jumped off and probably shattered his ass. "It's kinda strange they allow us to have punk beds" he said absently standing up and drawing a giant sun in one of the four corners of the room. "They don't even allow ties and they don't let me wear shoes cause they say I'm danger now yet they allow bunk beds for people to fall off and bust their fucking ass open." He laughed softly and looked at the sun he drew. It wasn't exactly a bright sun, just a big black ball in the corner. He just shrugged and went back to his decorating.

"I'll find you when the sun goes black" he wrote in fancy letter under the large black sun. He didn't have very much room on his walls now, they were coated so thickly in black ink from the past. Of course it was still easy to read what he had wrote and he liked that. All the drawings and phrases mixed with lyrics gave his walls more personality.

"What song is that from?" He twisted his back and neck and looked down to see the lyrics and coffin on his floor. "Night Of The Hunter by Thirty Seconds To Mars" he shrugged his shoulders. "I just liked the song.. it's pretty cool."

After he was satisfied filling in the sun and perfecting his letters he capped the marker and shoved it in his pocket. "Um, if you want I can show you around a bit. Only if you're okay with that, it's just.. I don't have much to do in my room. I usually just sit around and draw and stuff during free time when I my room mates are transferred or something happens to them."

"It seems like it'd be a cool song." Adrian just slowly nodded his head. Unfortunately his ipod had been broken his first week her so he couldn't play the song for Spencer. He thought about maybe humming the tune but honestly he didn't want to.

As the taller man agreed to Adrian showing him around he smiled and nodded. "I was thinking I could show you around outside some.." he paused and his eyes widened and he shuddered visibly. "No.. no outside" he said hurriedly, looking around frantically. At 7:00 PM the world was caught in a blue haze, everything dark and gloomy and it scared Adrian. So much darkness for demons to find him. "Maybe tomorrow" he whispered half to him in a hushed tone.

A weird choking noise from behind him made the guy jump out of his skin. In a quick motion he dove down, crashing into the metal chair by his desk and sliding under the desk wide eyed. His only thought was that something was choking Spencer. Maybe it wasn't a demon, but it was something. After all, demons aren't the only creatures to fear out there but they're the most powerful and they're the ones that want Adrian dead the most.

He ran through a list of things it could be in his head, his eyes shut tight when he realized there wasn't exactly anymore choking noises. Well Spencer was breathing roughly but the guy could have just been choked by some monster, of course he would be out of breath. Adrian was of course breathing deeply as well, but more because for a guy who barely does anything but sit in his room all day and attend the scheduled events Dr. Evans forces him to go to running for his life across the room and diving under a desk was a lot of work, plus he was scared shitless right now, so that was also a helping factor.

With a deep breath he crawled out from the desk on all fours, not bothering with fixing his desk and walked unsteadily over to Spencer who was pushed against the wall and he was freaking out. With a soft sigh he once again found himself crawling up into the bunk bed and sitting beside Spencer. He sat in silence for a while, not sure what to say. "It's alright" he blurted out at last. He wasn't a man good with words, so he just rested a hand comfortably on Spencer's shoulder. "We can stay in for now if you want."

Adrian couldn't help but let a small smile curve onto his face. The warmth that was always tagging along with Spencer's hugs flooded him again and he instinctively wrapped his arm's arm Spencer in return. With a soft sigh he scooted his booty closer to the guy so he could snuggle up beside him. Of course Adrian wasn't full on snuggling him with his face nuzzled comfortably into Spencer's neck like he would like but he was perfectly fine just sitting here with his arms wrapped around the guy.

Honestly Adrian was a guy that always liked to be intimate. It perhaps had something to do with his ultimate fear of being alone but Adrian always felt more comfortable with a special other. Of course he took a liking to Spencer, and of course he just wanted to be in a relationship right not but well.. he couldn't jump into it. Besides there was always the lingering factor that perhaps Spencer wouldn't like him the same way. Spencer probably was just hugging him in a totally platonic way with no interest in Adrian. Hell, Spencer might even be straight. Adrian let out another soft sigh. He just wanted to love someone again god dammit. Why did it have to be this difficult, couldn't he just jump straight into a relationship with Spencer?

The soft apology from Spencer made Adrian raise an eyebrow. Like he had to APOLOGIZE for hugging him. It almost made him laugh considering Adrian was always up for a nice good smile. "It's fine" he said at last, smiling and refusing to part from Spencer's side, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around him. "I'm perfectly fine with hugs. Hug me as much as you want." Adrian wasn't quite sure what to do now. Now he was just sat hugging Spencer, no words just sat hugging. Maybe he could ask Spencer if he's alright now and ask him if he wants to talk.. you know like Dr. Evans does. "I... don't usually talk to people I just met but you're cool. I know I'm not a therapist like Dr. Evans but lets just play pretend. Only.. don't try and hug Dr. Evans. I learned the hard way he doesn't like hugs so much.. anyways. Is there anything you wanna talk about Spencer?" He furrowed his eyebrows, giving Spencer a genuinely concerned look, looking up at him of course since he was a bit shorter.

Adrian smiled a big goofy smile. “Well you’re cool now.” Hearing Spencer laugh made Adrian smile, he was happy he made Spencer laugh to be honest. Knowing that he made Spencer happy just made him feel nice. The silence afterwards however was uncomfortable. He could sort of understand why Spencer was reluctant to spill, Adrian didn’t like talking about things either, people usually just call him crazy when he says demons want him.
“That’s fine you don’t have to talk… just, if you ever NEED to talk feel free to talk to me.” He gave a compassionate smile. He wasn’t sure if Spencer was depressed or anything, but he did know that if he was depressed saying something of that sort would make him feel better. A lot of time depressed people like knowing there is someone to talk to, someone that cares about their problems. Wow maybe if Adrian gets out of this hell hole he’ll become a therapist. He scrunched him his nose, he couldn’t ever do that actually, it would just end badly, and he didn’t like dealing with crazy people anyways. A reason why he hates this place. Crazy people. Everywhere.
“You can come with me to the stable, I wanna show you my horse Castiel.” He sort of instinctively grabbed Spencers hand, jumping off the bunk and bringing the guy with him. He didn’t hold his hand in a really romantic way (although its more than obvious by now Adrian’s developed a little crush on Spencer) but more in a platonic, friendly way.
He lead Spencer out the door, into the hallway. It was only seven so they had plenty of time to look around at stuff. “Castiel is really nice, maybe you can ride him.. if you know how. I mean if you don’t that’s fine.. maybe you could just ride behind me or something.” He smiled sideways at Spencer, still holding his hand. “Maybe later if you like horses we can talk to Dr. Evans about getting you a horse… we have plenty.” It was truly strange that Adrian was talking so much. He barely said a word to anyone besides the staff before Spencer came. He was more than sure Dr. Evans would notice and say something about it. He clenched his teeth, he hated that. Dr. Evans noticed everything and he hated it.

“That was scary,” Spencer said as he huffed and puffed. “Let’s never do that again.” Adrian just gave a nod in return to the guy and let go of him as he laid down flat on his back in the middle of the floor, covering up his recent drawing. "I agree. That was a terrible. Terrible mistake." He glanced over at Spencer sadly. "I'm sorry I put you in danger like that" he said softly. SOme demon or something could have hurt Spencer, they weren't JUST after Adrian. Adrian was just their main target. With a sudden burst of anger directly mainly at himself he lifted his head up swiftly only to bring it back down on the cold floor. It was so cold cause he removed the rug earlier, so it was just cold grey stone like stuff. "Dammit" he growled lowly, pulling himself to his feet and pacing around. "I'm such an idiot. I could have gotten us both killed." He weaved his fingers up through his black hair. "I promised you. I promised you and then I pulled you into the dark." He pulled aggressively at his own hair, continuing to pace.

"I'm sorry Spencer. So sorry... so sorry..." he loosened his grip and sighed. It was just a short break down thankfully. "I ruin everything" he said softly and walked over to the bunk bed, laying down on his bunk with his legs hanging over the side. "I wont do this again" he said triumphantly from the bed. "A promise is a promise" he sat up slowly and smiled at Spencer. "Do you wanna do anything?" he asked after a moment of silence. Halloween is next month, maybe we can find stuff to decorate the room with," he said as he looked around curiously. "Apparently long ago people would decorate their houses and were masks and stuff on halloween to scare away demons. They would put out candy as offerings for the demons too." He bit his bottom lip nervously and looked around carefully. Maybe if they decorated his room the demons would leave him a alone. "It's probably fake" he muttered softly though he believed it was real as it gets.

"But first," he began, standing up again. "I need to get into my PJS." The wardrobe was wide open so he just walked over and rummaged through until he found the skeleton kigurumi. He took a liking to the loose onsie type pjs so he just whore them when he slept every night. "Turn around" he said narrowing his eyes at Spencer. He was certainly not getting dress with Spencer watching, thats like stripping kinda. And so once the other guy was turned away Adrian pulls off his current clothes and through on the big pajamas. "Okay" he said merrily and flopped on the floor in front of Spencer.

Adrian watched Spencer's face light up in joy and he smiled softly at him, glad to see the guy as enthusiastic about Halloween as he was. "Maybe we can do something like that for Halloween," Spencer had said and Adrian nodded in agreement. "I can probably get a glow and the dark marker from somewhere so when we turn out the lights our walls can glow. And maybe we can cut out sheets and we can dress up as ghosts." He smiled in amusement and even let out a soft laugh. "Man, Dr. Evans would fucking kill us" he had a mischievous glimmer to his eye. "I am all for pissing off that tight ass therapist. He thinks he knows everything" the patient gave out a snort. "He's such a fucking stoner, spewing shit about how I need help, help that he can't give unless I talk to him." It was probably more than obvious Adrian wasn't to keen to talking to Dr. Evans about his feelings. "I mean really, I'm sure he's not THAT bad of a guy and its apparent that he cares, but he doesn't display it right. He keeps implying I'm crazy when I'm not."

"Maybe we can make garland like cut-out pumpkins and stuff...? Oh wait we can't have scissors...." Adrian laughed at Spencers realization. "Well, just cause we CANT have scissors doesn't mean I'm not gonna have them anyways. We could probably snatch them from someone's office." They were gonna get in so much trouble doing this, to bad Adrian had ran out of cares to give about this stupid place. If he could he would have broken out by now. "We have plenty of time till Halloween to prepare, and if we cant get a hand on some scissors maybe we could find something else that could work?" Adrian sighed softly. It was kinda annoying they couldn't even celebrate a decent Halloween here. "I haven't actually had Halloween in 2 years" he whispered mostly to himself. "2 fucking years without Halloween. How did I even survive. I mean sure they gave us like 2 pieces of candy but that is NOT Halloween. One year they tried to decorate but then one of the patients lost his shit and they had to take it all down. Never happened again.

When Spencer implied he was getting dress and Adrian should turn around the guy did as he was told. He layed flat on his stomach and stuffed his head into his arms so he couldn't see Spencer, and didn't once look up no matter how tempting it could have been. Once he heard Spencer sit back down Adrian pulled himself to a sitting position again. His eyes glanced over Spencers arms which were crossed over his chest. Across them were various healing wounds that were hardly visible from the position but still faintly seeable. Being the ignorant boy he is that doesn't understand some people could be touchy about wounds or people touching them for that matter Adrian just reached out and grabbed Spencer's arm keeping his eyes fixed on the healing scars. "What happened?" he said bringing his eye up to meet Spencers, holding true concern. If someone hurt Spencer Adrian was sure he would beat them up. If a demon had hurt Spencer though, he would have to rethink that plan.