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    WARD Scott Carson

    ๐Ÿ’œ | you're roomates in a psych ward.

    WARD Scott Carson
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    "Jesus - fuck, get off of me." A gruff Texan man growls outside your cell, struggling against the nurses beside him. You watch him closely - he's going to be your new roommate after all. He's stocky and dishevelled looking, the scars on his skin betraying a life of danger.

    He grits his teeth at the nurse, showing a gap between his front teeth as he growls in frustration. You meet eyes with him briefly as he enters the cell, but as soon as the door is closed behind him he punches the wall beside him and throws himself onto the bed.