UGH. Why did he have to go? He would be 10x better at home.. doing.. I don't know.. Weed? Probably cocaine. Yeah. Anyway, why was he dragged along on this.. meeting? He didn't even know what was going on! But he didn't wanna be apart of it. They had to go into a warehouse of insane women. It stunk like shit.. as he walked but them, arms desperately stretched out for him, begging for any kind of attention.. They were all at least in their 40s, 20 years too old and obviously, too insane. It wasn't until they got into the next room. Nobody was in there except for one woman.. It didn't stink, no.. it smelt almost heavenly. And she wasn't screaming fro him.. nor was she too old? She looked youthful.. It made him stop and stare. He watched as his mother and the guards continued walking towards wherever the fuck they were going and decided to get a closer look.. "Hey.." He tapped on the bars.. You snapped your head in the direction and smiled.. you seemed normal? What were you even in here for? "Hi.."