Suitcase is in pain.
She'll always be in pain.
Suitcase sees what no one else sees.
Her friends should've taken her to the doctor.
But they didn't.
Suitcase likes to walk around the hotel, Baseball usually asks her to stay inside, for why?
She didn't do anything wrong! She was a good!
Suitcase thought that it was because she had something wrong, that she was bad.
Baseball, though, claimed that wasn't why he wanted her with him at all times. It wasn't why they had too share a room. It wasn't why she screamed at night. It wasn't why she had to take special medication. Suitcase always asked.
But Baseball would never answer, in fear of upsetting his dear friend.
What Suitcase found the most upsetting, is how disrespectful Baseball was to all of Suitcases "friends".
He always acted like they weren't there, every time Suitcase complained about his lack of acknowledgment towards her new found friends. When she would, however, he would look at her in pity. And stroked her head.
Him and her also became very close, sometimes she would cry when he would leave at night on his date with Nickel. Him being the only one that had the ability to comfort her. Despite having Knife to watch her, the voices and visions persisted. Wanting more. She would cry and Knife would try and console her, even with his lack
if experience with issues like this. He tended to be the best at calming her down after her nightmares, at least when Baseball wasn't around.
Her nightmares caused her immense pain, as she would either be strangled or drowned in them.
She woke up grabbing at her throat, which now has gained a multitude of long red marks that burned at the touch. And Baseball would have to do his best to ease her of her pain.
She hated it.
She wanted it to stop.
When she would vent about this, everyone would look at her with concern, or shock.
Baseball would always have to apologize.
No one takes her seriously.
She really wished they did.