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Fantasy IC For Missy_Ellie & CreativeSoul.

CreativeSoul

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Elsie, 16

She hated white. Sure she had only been here exactly one full month now, but Elsie hated the color white. Everything about it.

But the head Doctor? Now she was an interesting story. She seemed tob"like" Elsie more then the other children. And often visited her.

But then, Elsie had no family to speak of. When Elsie was five, she lost her family in a mysterious house fire while she had been at school. And now, at sixteen, Elsie suffers from deep depression and night terrors and sometimes voices mixed with hallucinations...

Elsie sat upon her bed. Starring blankly at her sketch book. Her artist pencils scattered upon her bed.
 
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Mia, 35

She’d always related to Elsie. Not having any family and all. I mean yes she had her mother and father but they hardly played those roles in her life.

When she was Elsie’s age her family had tried to force her into an arranged marriage, as this was something that they thought would get the most money. Mostly for them rather than for Mia.

So she left and ever since then she’s been alone. And yes it was terrifying but now she loves it. It’s easy to block out people and not get attached. Which helps with her job.

She opened the door without knocking first and set down a tray with all of her medicine.
 
The sixteen-year-old silently starred at the small, clear medicine cup. A glass of water next to it. Elsie normally didn't throw much a fit when it came to her medicine. She didn't like the voices and night-terrors.

Without a word, Elsie swallowed down the pills with the water.

"Mia...?" She whispered. "I...I can't sleep lately..." She muttered, pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her chin on her knees.
 
Mia looked at her with an eyebrow raised. She pulled out a small note of and a pen and quickly noted something down.

“How long is lately?” Mia says fairly coldly but not anymore than usual
 

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