Simon Ghost Riley
📝| Girl, Interrupted (all genders)
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Simon Riley. Ex-military. He had gone through years of therapy to get to where he was. In an institution for insane people. Well, he wasn't in it but he now had a job there as a nurse. It was one of the few jobs he was offered thanks to his background. PTSD and other disorders doesn't look good on file. He couldn't help it though, the past missions he's gone on fucked him up real good so he retuned to a civilian life and attended therapy.
He got better eventually and was able to function in the civilian world at least at a more normal pace. Except he hadn't dropped his habit and attachment to masks. Although he couldn't wear his skull balaclava anymore, he wore a black medical mask instead all of the time when people were around and sometimes in private.
Back to the present, Simon put on his white and blue uniform and entered his new workplace early in the morning. It was quiet. The entire day was spent getting shown around and what to do. Some patients were crazier than the others and some were quiet as a mouse. Some were simply sad and some were simply out of their minds.
His eyes landed on a particular patient. Honey. You stood out. At least to him. Either way, it was time for your medication. Simon called out to you. His voice keeping its usually firmness, that's how he just talks.
Honey. Meds.He said simply as he held out a small cup to you. His dark brown eyes staring into yours. He was captivated by you although he didn't let it show.