Johnsons Asylum discussion

Belongs to ______.

((Can I have this one??))

Yeah

Damien followed the odd girl into her room, a little curious.

Roma looked around making sure there were no guards and then entered her room. There was a giant oil pastel sketch of a burning house on the hard floor but Roma just walked over it and went to her bed. She stuck her head under it and rummaged around as if she were looking for something.

He skirted around the sketch. "What're we looking fore?" He murmured softly.

Roma pulled out a box from under her bed. It was overflowing with more charcoal sketches. The one on top was a sketch of the full moon from her window.

He sat down on the bed, tilting his head. "Oh...cool.."

Her hood fell off and she got up from the floor, now fully revealing her face.

He held a hand out. "Uh...my name's Damien...what's yours?"

Roma blushed and looked up at him with bigg brown eyes. "Ro.. ma.. My name is Roma.." She looked away realizing she was staring. It had been a while since she'd spoken at all.

He grinned down at her. "Roma. Pretty name. Beautiful, even." He murmured, a little timid as he pulled his hand away.

Roma looked away. "Really..?" SHe spoke in a small voice making her seem really fragile.

"yeah. Really." He chuckled.2

She looked over at him. Was he laughing at her? "Why are you here..?" She asked wondering what he had done to get locked in this stupid place.

"I got tired of my father abusing me...and..I cracked." He shrugged, looking away.

Roma nodded. "okay.." She said knowing there were other here that had done worse. Herself included.

"Are you alright?"

She blinked. "I guess so.. why would I not be..?"

"You look upset. I know asking if someone is alright in this hellhole is stupid, but I still feel the need to."

She nods. "I think I'm okay.."

"Alright...that's good I guess." He smiled weakly, looking at her drawings.

"What are you thinking..?" She asked. She was wondering why he hadn't asked why she was there. Oh wel, if he wanted to know he should ask.

"I'm thinking about how good you can draw."

She blushed and put her hood back up just noticing it was down. "Thank you.."

He smiled. "no problem...but I really need to get going."

Roma frown and nodded. "Okay.." It had been so long since she'd talked to anyone. She didn't even talk to the police or her lawyer before getting locked in here. She had no idea why she was talking to this stranger and showing him her artwork. She skooted away from him a bit.

"Would you like to join me on a little stroll instead?"

She blinked at him for a moment then nodded. She really hoped he wasn't going to play a joke on her. It had happened before. She chewed her lip nervously.

He held a hand out to her, smiling hesitantly. "It's alright."

She reached out and tentatively accepted his hand in hers.

He smiled, leading her down the hall to take a hopefully leisurely walk.

((hallway?))

((yeah!))