You were locked in a Psych ward and you had to stay for awhile. Soon you got a Roommate named Jackson,but everyone just called him Jax. He was 15 years old and I bit of weido. He was hyper and silly,yet creepy and psychotic. He was a sweetheart though.

One day you were sitting on your bed,chilling. the room was painted white and mostly empty except for two beds. Your roommate soon comes in the room and sits on his bed

"Ughh I don't wanna do group today!" He complains.