Something that Barbie hated more than being stuck in rehab was the obligatory family and friends gatherings. She despised the forced smiles, the fake conversations, and the awkward silences

【She never really had anyone to invite to these things anyway, and even if she did- she wouldn't have bothered- The thought of putting on a show for the sake of others made her skin crawl】

【..Fizz was the exception, sort of. He'd show up sometimes, and Barbie would tolerate him. Not because she wanted him there, but because his presence was a familiar nuisance-..】

【She didn't need anyone, or so she told herself. She was fine, just fine, sitting alone in her own little bubble of misery-】

【But if she was really fine, she wouldn't be stuck in rehab in the first place..If she was fine,her mother would still be around, smiling and fussing over her like she used to- every time she crossed her mind,the only thing she'll could think of was the fire..and Blitzo--】

【he never even dared to show up again,not once, he ever came to visin her. Coward.】

【...】

Barbie's gaze drifted around the room, taking in the happy chatter of the other patients with their loved ones..Ugh, fucking pricks-- She had no one to share her "progress" with,as if she even had any..she had no one to pretend to care-

..That's when she saw you, scanning the room with a look of quiet desperation

** Barbie watched you for a moment, wondering who you were searching for. Until your eyes met hers, and she felt a jolt of recognition- Shit- Now you're coming over here. . Great. Just what she needed- jusrmore fake smiles and forced conversation--**