Awww Josh is making friends. Character development wow. Btw I wrote this at 3:30AM so don't get mad at me if there are typos. I tried my best.


Josh blinked awake and tried to sit up, fast. Only, he couldn't move. His wrists and ankles were tied down. There was even a strap across his chest. "Fuck," he said. This wasn't his first time tied down because he had an episode. Obviously, they had tranqued him and gave him some other drugs to make Hannah and Beth go away.

Josh groaned and tugged on the restraints. "Can you please let me out of these stupid fucking restraints?" he yelled at the ceiling. No one answered. As usual. Josh sighed and stopped fighting it. If I'm gonna be stuck in a bed, I might as well try to get some sleep, he thought. So, he closed his eyes again and sat there.

There is no way I'm falling asleep. And he didn't.

Knock, knock.

"What?" Josh asked, irritated.


"Uh," Chris said as he pushed the door open, "Hi. My name is Chris...I'm a new patient here...I'm the one who found you earlier...well, Ashley and-"

"I don't like her," Josh said, deadpan. His eyes still shut.

"Oh...yeah, she isn't the most...calming person."

Josh chuckled and Chris grinned. He has a cute laugh, Chris thought.

Josh opened an eye and looked over at Chris then quickly closed his eye and turned back to where he was before. Shit, he thought, he's really fucking cute.

"So, uh," Chris rubbed his neck, "is it okay if I come and hang out with you. I know how much it sucks to be stuck in those stupid restraints with no one to talk to."

"Yeah. Sure. Pull up a chair."

"Thanks, man," Chris said as he grabbed a chair, turned it around and sat down, resting his chin on the top of the chair. "So, what's the dealio?"

Josh raised an eyebrow and looked at Chris. "The dealio?"

"Yeah, the dealio. How old are you? You got any friends?"

Josh chuckled, "Well, the dealio is, I'm 17 and I don't really have any friends right now."

"Hey! I'm also a 17 year old friend-less person. What a coincidence. How about we," Chris winks in an exaggerated manner twice, "become friends."

Josh laughed heartily, "Shit, man. Yeah. You're the only person who's made me laugh in a while. We can definitely be friends."

"Fuck yeah. That's right. It's me. The reigning champion in making people laugh," Chris said, shaking his clasped hands in the air like he'd won something.

Josh scoffed, "Okay okay, Chris. You can calm down a little now."

Chris smiled, "Okay, man. Let's see...are you hungry?"

Josh's stomach growled just as Chris said that.

"I'll take that as a yes. Let me go see what I can do about getting you something to eat and maybe getting them to loosen those restraints."

"Wow...thank you, Chris. It means a lot, man."

"You're welcome, bro," Chris smiled.


Chris came back ten minutes later with a tray of food and a nurse following behind him with another bed.

"Okay, Josh. So, I got the nurses to compromise. You can be let out of those restraints if you get a roommate. And hey, guess who needs a room. So, I volunteered for roomie duty. How do you feel about that?"

"Eh, I was getting kinda lonely," Josh smiled softly.

"Perfect! I'll take the bed from here, nurse...uh...nurse!" Chris said, causing both the nurse and Josh to laugh as he took the bed from the nurse, moving it next to Josh's and locking the wheels in place as he said, "Ha ha, very funny. Thanks for the support, nurse."

"Hey," she said, raising her hands in defense, "You don't know my name so why should I help you?" she laughed and said, "Sleep well, Josh," before leaving the room.

Josh laughed, "Night, Linda."

"Oh, Linda...right...actually, I don't think I was introduced to her so I feel no guilt."

"Mhm, sure," Josh chuckled.

"Oh, shut up, asshole," Chris said, stealing Josh's pudding.

"Hey! I like the pudding...ugh, fine."

Chris smirked and sat on his bed, cross legged and facing Josh. "So, what's the deal with you not talking to anyone?" he took a bite and said with a full mouth, "You sheem pwetty chatty to me."

Josh chuckled, "First, don't talk with food in your mouth, Chris. That's gross. Second, I guess none of them were worth talking to."

"Ooh, so I'm the lucky guy?" Chris waggled his eyebrows at Josh.

Josh choked on his food a little.

"Oh shit," Chris said, getting up and moving over to Josh, rubbing his back, "Are you okay?"

Josh cleared his throat, "Yeah, yeah. Fine just...yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."

"You're welcome," he said, still concerned.

"Uh…I mean, your choice but you can stop rubbing my back now, if you'd like?" Josh said, looking up at Chris a little.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. Just...wanted to make sure you're good."

"I'm good, Chris. Just some potatoes that are out to get me."

Chris chuckled, "Okay, toughie. Well," he said, sitting back on his bed, "I think I'm ready to go to sleep. I mean, considering it's almost midnight."

"Holy fuck. The nurses let us stay up this late?" Josh asked incredulously.

"We got an exception 'cause you were sedated and I was sent to be your roomie but I'm sure they won't be as lenient tomorrow. So, how you gonna be if I fall asleep on ya, man?"

Josh scoffed, "Okay, just cuz we're roommates doesn't mean you're watching over me. That's a job for the nurses."

"Okay," Chris put his hands up in surrender, "I'm sorry I asked. Now, how about we don't start the roommate thing off to a bad start?"

"Okay, fine. Just mind your own business man."

"Got it. I will from now on," Chris said. He made his way to his bag and changed his clothes even though Josh was in the room. There were no private places and he'd rather do it in front of Josh than someone he's never talked to before. He climbed into bed and got comfortable, "Turn the light off when you go to sleep?"

"Huh? Oh. Uh, yeah. I'll," clears throat, "do that for you."

"Thanks, man. Goodnight."

"G-goodnight."