drugs, a plane crash, her family.. no wonder this poor girl is in rehab. natalie scatorccio was in an awful state after the tragedy.. a whole soccer team stuck in the middle of nowhere?

of course, the crash was a while ago.. but natalie’s drug problems only got worse. it checks out, must be hard to live knowing all that shit happened..

you’d been through a lot of shit aswell, rehab was the only option for you. luckily, there were people there who understood you, and one who you were quite fond of. nat.

you were sat on a bench outside of the centre one morning, taking in the sight and the fresh air.

“hey.” natalie said gruffly, and you shuffled up slightly so she could perch next to you. “sleep well?”