Once the two clock in for their shifts Lianna grabs her earbuds, putting them in as she grabs the cleaning supplies to clean the mess hall. Randomly putting on a playlist she starts to get into it. The songs on that playlist were mostly break-up themed songs and just overall give a mad tone.

“Lia?” She pauses her music as Cora taps her shoulder, a book in her hands.

“Hey Cora, how are you today?”

“I’m good, Mary says I should say hi to you and show you what everyone said to your prompt a few days ago.” The older girl puts her broom against one of the columns as she puts her hand out to take the notebook from the younger’s hands.

“How about you go back and get some food with Mary and I’ll finish the last of my duties here before asking for a break then we’ll read them together.” Cora smiles, taking the notebook back and going to an older woman who chuckled at the sight of the two.

“Good afternoon Lianna.”

“Good afternoon, how are you?”

“I’m good, waiting for my shift to end as perusal.”

“How’s Harry?”

“He’s good, his knees are getting in better shape than they have in the past few weeks.”

“That’s good, well go get some food and I’ll finish up here.”

“Alright, see you whenever.”

“Uhm, bye.” The two leave as the psych major smiles, waving slightly before going back to finish the last of sweeping and wiping down tables.

--

When she finishes she finds the table where the two women sat at, Cora showing Mary something in the notebook that made them both laugh.

“Hey you two.”

“Hi Lia!” Cora grins.

“Hello.”

“If you wanna take off Mary I can pick up the last of your duties.”

“Oh thank you, I don’t think my back could handle any more.” The girl smiles, watching as the older woman gets up and stretches.

“Then I’ll see you on the twelfth.”

“Yep, goodbye Cora.”

“Bye bye miss Mary.”

“See you later Lianna.”

“You too Mary.” The older woman walks off to the office to sign out and go off to her husband back at home.

“So,” Lianna slides into the bench across from the girl who was flipping through the notebook. “What did you want to show me?”

“Charles and Julie wrote to me!” Pure happiness showed on the girl’s face, pushing the notebook over to the other where she had stopped on a page that was near the beginning of it.

Hello, it is currently September 8th 2036, I guess, today has gone well. Miss Mary has been taking good care of me and been helping me through the overbearing emotions that I have gotten in the past few days from something unknown. But how are you all?

- Charles

The psych major smiles as she continues to look at the cursive handwriting, the way Charles writes always fascinated her and if she could, she would ask him to write something for her in such beautiful handwriting. Her eyes scroll down the page to see Julie’s response.

Hi! It’s September 8th 2036 and I’ve gone over another therapist check in. Mrs Koffner says that I’m doing well and she really likes when I talk about things that make me happy and not the things that are sad. I don’t think I need to be sad when I have such amazing people around me, such as Kyle, Mary, Lia, and Marcy. Though, there are times I am sad and I don’t think they’re exactly fun times. Bad thoughts invade my head and I don’t like them, they make me want to cry. So to answer your question Charles, I think I’m doing decently. But, I haven’t seen Lianna in a few days and it’s starting to get lonely. I like hearing her talk and I want to know how school’s going if she is in fact going still and hasn’t graduated. But, I think that’s all for today’s diary entry.

-Julie

“It’s nice that they’re writing again, I haven’t heard from them in a while. And… Julie misses me a lot doesn’t she?”

“She does. She hasn’t drawn anything for me in a while and I really like it when she draws things.”

“I could draw something for you…” More sparks invade the younger girl’s eyes as she smiles, very close to jumping out of her seat.

“Can you?! Really?!” Lianna chuckles, shutting the notebook and passes it back across the table then opens her bag to take out her sketchbook. “Lia?”

“Yes?”

“Why do you smell like smoke?”

“I was with Kyle while he was smoking earlier before we came here.”

“Does that mean that Junie’s sick?”

“No, he was running around and eating grass for some unknown reason.” Cora chuckles before seeing him with another kid who was smiling slightly.

“So what do you want me to draw?” The girl’s attention was focused back on the girl in front of her who had gotten her sketchbook.

“A penguin please.”

“Alright, I’m not great at drawing animals but I’ll try my best.” She nods, watching the pencil move across the paper as a penguin starts to form on it.

--

Once the day was over and Cora had gone back to her room Lianna took the rest of the time to clean up, taking the extra few hours to do the last of Mary’s work before meeting Kyle outside.

“You think you’re good enough to go home?” He puffs another smoke cloud as she stands next to him, Juneau by her side. “And aren’t you supposed to be over by the tree? Juna’s here.” She looks down with tired eyes as the fuzzy outline of the dog.

“Yeah, Yeah, I’ll head over there. It’s just… I don’t know if I want to go home yet.”

“Aren’t you the owner of the house? You can just kick them out.”

“It isn’t that simple, they also signed the shared lease so it won’t be much help.” She sighs, gripping onto the dog’s leash. “I think it’s best if I go with you until I’m good.”

“Alright. Has he said anything?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t checked my phone, my watch is off too.”

“As it has been since middle school.”

“Yep.”

“Well then check, I don’t want to get in trouble.”

“You’re not going to get in trouble, they don’t even have your number.” Lianna finds her phone in her bag, turning it on to see thirty three miss calls and dozens upon dozens of messages from at least five different people, one of them being Kyle but that was about picking her up earlier.

“So… what is there?”

“There’s… there’s a lot. Calls, texts, texts from his friends, texts from my friends… this is just, really stressful.”

“Here, give me his number, I’ll text him.”

“Okay…” She hands over her phone to the boy as he punches in numbers on the keypad before handing it back to her. “Kyle… I think I’m going to throw up…” The boy looks up in unease, opening the door for her to go back inside.

“If you’re going to throw up then go inside and find the restroom.”

“Okay..” Lianna goes inside, Juneau going with her as he tries to calm her down. Kyle still stands outside, texting the girl’s boyfriend and taking a deep breath as he hits send.

Hey, this is Kyle, one of Lianna’s friends and coworkers. I just want to ask about what happened to make her so… unlike her normal self. She told me that you two had a fight and I want to set things straight. Currently she’s inside the mental hospital trying not to puke her guts up because she’s overwhelmed. She’s nervous to go home and you texting her, calling her, having both your and her friends to text her really sent her over the edge. So please, if there is anything you would like to let out, take it through me rather than making her go under fire. Thanks again, Kyle.

He thought his paragraph was decent, down to the point, and hopefully the girl would be okay. Sliding down the wall he lights another cigarette and puts it in his mouth as he sees three dots texting from the boy’s side.

Hi, Yes we did get into a fight and that was over me not taking into consideration that she was overwhelmed and didn’t take a liking to me questioning a lot of things. I know it also wasn’t right of me to get Colton or Marce or Jacky into texting her and making her feel a lot more worse than she already feels. I also understand where she’s coming from with not wanting to come home.

He overreads the message that was sent to him before texting back.

I see, just… I don’t think either of us know what to do and I think I’ll take her to the park near your guy’s apartment and from there if she wants to go home then she can go home, if she doesn’t then I’m going to offer her the night at my house. I don’t want this to be a callback to one of her previous relationships in the past.

That’s alright with me if she spends the night at your home. But if you don’t mind me asking, what happened in the past?

Kyle shuts off his phone, not even wanting to respond to the message as he himself didn’t want to be reminded of those times in the past. He just… wasn’t comfortable with it. Going back inside he goes to the restroom and knocks on the door.

“Lia.”

“What?”

“You okay?”

“Yeah…”

“Do you want to go home? Or to the park?”

“To the park.”

“Alright, well come on.”

“Maybe I should respond to him.”

“You need to focus on yourself currently.”

“No, I need to make up with him, I don’t want it to become like our high school run.”

“Then if you want to do that, I’ll take you home.”

“Alright, come on Junie.” She flushes the toilet and turns on the faucet, washing her hands before opening the door. The girl looks at the boy who was happy she didn’t at least do something bad other than throw up.

“Then lets go.” Lianna nods, putting her bag around her shoulder and following the boy to his car to put her bag and the animal into the back seat, waiting to see what might happen when she gets back home.