The day was going as you'd expect in a Psychiatric Hospital, but something different was happening today and the news spread around the place pretty quickly. One of the wards in another state has been put out of commission and seeing as there was space in the John Quincy Adam's Psychiatric Ward some of the patients were coming here. Apparently a few of them also needed to have rooms to themselves, though it's not something new that they've heard of, it is something rare to be happening. Soon lunch time rolled around and it was clear to see who the newer people were. They all seemed to be grouped in one part of the cafeteria, though; a group of three were sitting smack dab in the middle of the floor. A girl with long black hair was sitting next to a tall blond boy, and a boy with a dark complexion sat on the other side of the other male. The girl seemed to be to be eating her food in a certain way; it didn't seem to bother the males with her. With a tray with just an apple on it, a brunette male walked up to them with a smile upon his lips. He then gave a little wave after sitting there for a bit and seeing no visible bad reaction from either of new comers. Over came two girls; one was pretty tall and brunette and the other was clearly shorter and very blonde. The blonde gave a smile before pulling out a sketchbook from under her tray of food; she had quickly scribbled something down and put her pencil down.
"Hey, I'm Farkle and these are my friends." The male greeted the trio across from him, a small smile upon his lips as he picked up the apple from his tray. His hands rolling the red fruit between them as he looked towards the other's situated across from him.
"I am Riley." The brunette female spoke as she picked up her fork and moved the piece of chicken on her plate a bit before she cut off a bit and took a bite. She then gave a glance towards the blonde female, nudging her a little in the side.
The blonde looked up from her notebook from where she had been doing some doodling all while picking up some of the grapes from her bowl. Putting down the pencil she picked up the book and turned it to face the newer group at the table. On the piece of paper was written 'I'm Maya.' Written in a nice handwriting, it wasn't hard to read.
The blonde male gave nod of his head, smiling at the others. "Nice to meet you guys. I am Lucas." He replied, a southern accent seemed to be present in his voice. He then pointed towards the girl next to him; "This is Isadora Smackle, though she does seem to prefer to go by Smackle so that is what we call her. And-"
Before Lucas could even point to the boy next to him, the other had grinned hugely and said "I'm Zay. And what you're doing with that apple is pretty cool." His eyes wondering to Farkle as the apple freely moved from hand to hand. It was like he was the Goblin King and the apple was the crystal ball. "You Jared or something?"
Farkle let out a small laugh, "No I'm not a Goblin King, I just like moving it between my hands. It's a nice feeling." Plus, it's a habit he has picked up from playing with his food, it just moves freely in his hands as he talks with others and watches as they eat. Smackle and Maya ate their food in silence, while Zay started a conversation with the others. At times he'd pick food off of Lucas plate, and Lucas wouldn't say a thing just continue on with the conversation that was happening. The group talked until everyone's plates were clean, though Farkle had left his apple on his tray. They had all headed towards the recreation room, with the exception of Riley who had an appointment with her therapist. She told them she's be in there within the hour.