You guys should feel super honored, I think this is one of the only stories I've left for a while then had the opportunity to come back to⦠I suppose the new season gave me inspiration. Happy watching, by the way! Sundays at 12:15, if you weren't aware. But anyway, on to the story!
Waking up in a bed in the infirmary was equally mildly disheartening and problematically shocking. Father forgive me, he thought, what the fuck did I do last night? Leaning over him in a breach of his personal space was the harsh stink of formaldehyde and sweat β the Doctor β and coffee lips with fresh spearmint breath β Jared. Alice's cheap, fruity perfume lingered in the air, he assumed she was somewhere in the room. He closed his eyes, thinking that when he opened them again, everyone would be gone and he could just die or disappear or something. But everything stayed the same. Great. Just great.
"That was a hell of an OD!" the Doctor said thickly and without concern. "What were you trying to do, Warden? Because if you didn't have me, I think you could've done it!" The Warden thought he heard a bit of a chuckle hidden between the Doctor's words. Yeah, fuck you too, buddy.
"Sir, are you alright? We were so worried!" Jared shrieked, his voice grinding against his boss' ears. Yeah, like hell you were. Worried about your job is more like it.
"I wasn't," Alice chimed in from across the room, sucking on a cherry lollipop, a bit of lipstick on her right front tooth. At least she's honest. The Warden took a cold hand and slipped it under his shirt, feeling his heartbeat, making sure he was alive just one more time. He inhaled sharply, swallowing in exasperation.
"This was none of your business, okay? I didn't hire you to babysit me," he sat up slowly, with a grunt, feeling Jared's arms spotting him, ready to catch him, burning a hole through his back. "I hired you to run Superjail. Jailbot!" The robot dashed over, gently cradling him in two tubular, metallic appendages. "So go do your damn jobs." He let his head fall on Jailbot's body, closing his eyes, still desperate to fade away. "Jailbot, take me to my room." And with that, they were gone, Jared's calls of "sir" echoing behind him.
