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NAME }} Evangeline Marie Guiliani

NICKNAME }} Eva. Sleepyhead.

AGE }} Seventeen

DIAGNOSIS }} For a little bit over two years now Eva has been being treated for her Agoraphobia and acute Insomnia.

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PERSONALITY }} Never quick to anger, raise her voice or throw her fists. She is often caught staring whilst over thinking things. This could very well be one of the reasons she is in the position she is in, and trust me she's thought about that as well. It doesn't take much to make her cry as she is a bit on the sensitive side. She does not get bored easily due to the many nights awake and inside, she has found ways to entertain herself quite quickly.

STRENGTHS }}

• Critical Thinking/Puzzles.
• Compassionate and loving, honestly cares.
• Creativity in art as well as inventive.

WEAKNESSES }}

• Overly sensitive and emotional
• Sets up barriers between her and the real world
• Can't let go of things that bother her

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HISTORY }} "If a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound my love?" Evangelines mother asked her daughter as she sat upon her cushioned lap. Eva's eyebrows furrowed upon her forehead as she thought. The young girl was five years old at the time, and her mother often gave her these questions to make her think. "Are there squirrels inside?" Eva responded, as her mother let out a loud laugh, "Perhaps my love, perhaps." Perhaps was a word deeply implanted upon the tongue of Eva, the word was used in all situations, "Did you have a good time at school today?" "Perhaps." "Do you want ice cream for dessert?" "Perhaps." "Did the murder of your mother change you?"

"Perhaps."

Eva was 14 at the time of the occurrence. The two were living together happily in a small apartment on the not so great part of town. Her mother had raised her wonderfully despite being alone. Her father after all was a non-existent part in both of their lives from birth and everyday hence forth. "I'm going to go grab the mail baby, I'll be right back." her mother called from the small kitchenette as the young girl worked on her homework from the one bedroom the two shared. "Alright!" she called without another thought. Suddenly a large thud and a barrage of blood curdling screams echoed in the hallways. The scream was jolting and familiar to Evangeline, the scream belonged to her mother.

Not even stopping to lock the door behind her Eva sprinted down the flight of stairs, tripping over her own feet she only imagined the worst had come. It indeed had. There her mother laid in a puddle of her own thick red blood, a gun shot to the head. The cause unknown, but often thought and rethought over in the thoughts of her one and only daughter. Evangeline broke down into a mental state of mind that no one could really explain. She grabbed her small mother and hoisted her up the flights of stairs and brought her back into their apartment. Sitting her up on the couch the young girl climbed onto her mother's lap, her clothing seeping up crimson life that once filled her mother. She did the only thing she could do, she sobbed uncontrollably.

It wasn't long before the police came, did their business and brought Evangeline back home. She urged the police that her father would be home from his job soon, and that she would have them call them when he did. Reluctantly they left, and of course received no phone call there after. Evangeline would and could not leave the 4 walls of the apartment. Friends came and went, only getting promise or excuses from the very young girl. It wasn't until the year's rent was overdue that the higher authorities were involved, truancy officer and state officer alike had means of getting this girl the help she needed, but there was no use.

How can anyone force a bird out of a cage when the bird has removed its own wings?

By 15, Eva had found her ways around things. She took online classes, found jobs she could do from home, and even had people do mundane things as her grocery shopping or bringing her, her mail everyday. It wasn't until her father found her that it became a problem. Evangeline doesn't quite know how he found her, it might have been the story in the newspaper of her mother's death, or a gossip around the friends that her parent's shared, but her father finally showed up. At first she couldn't believe it, "Who are you and what the hell do you want?" she called through the door. It wasn't until she looked through the peep hole that she could even begin to grasp what was going on. Her father had finally came for her. It wasn't quite the relationship she had hoped for, as her father had one thing in mind. "I'm going to get you some help." were his parting words.

You wouldn't think the man of said history would be so persistent, but he was.

The next day she was shipped off to Treewit and has been there ever since

OTHER }} Face claim is Emmy Rossum.

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NAME }} Kiera Latoya Miller
NICKNAME }} Everyone calls her "Toya"
AGE }} 16
DIAGNOSIS }} Kiera is being treated for PTSD, Depression, and Panic Disorder. She's been there for a little over 6 months

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PERSONALITY }} Kiara leans much more toward introversion than extroversion. She cherishes her "me-time," prefers to observe before she acts, and contributes to conversation only when she thinks she has something relevant to say. She also tends to focus solely on her writing. She's blunt, straightforward, and brutally honest. She doesn't trust anyone.
STRENGTHS }}

• She has a way with words/Loves to write stories and poems.
• Has a great memory.
• Great at reading people.

WEAKNESSES }}

• Pessimistic.
• Focuses too much on small details.
• Self Critical.

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HISTORY }} Kiera and Jacob Miller were born on June 15th in Compton, CA. Their teenage mother kept them for two weeks before leaving them in a garbage bin behind her high school. Luckily, a man on his bike heard them crying and came to the rescue, taking them to the hospital and later on, an orphanage. As they grew older, Kiera and Jacob were continuously being separated; being placed in different foster homes. Each time, they caused so much mischief that they were eventually sent back. When they were nine years old, though, a nice white couple decided to adopt Jacob and move across the country, leaving Kiera behind. She never heard from her brother again.

When Kiera turned ten, she was finally adopted by a Puerto Rican couple, where she was forced to call the foster parents "Mom" and "Daddy." Her adoptive father, Mario, wasn't too excited about having her as a daughter. Her adoptive mother, on the other hand, was always kind and treated her as if she was her own daughter. With her help, Kiera excelled in school and was given many opportunities that she'd never been offered in the past. They had a great year together, but that all came to an end when Kiera's adoptive mother was killed in a car accident. Ever since she died, her adoptive father became very neglectful. He'd abuse her physically and verbally, throw parties that lasted for hours, and leave her at home alone for days at a time. In his eyes, she was not his daughter.

Kiera was twelve years old when she was first sexually abused by her adoptive father. He would sneak into her room at night, get into her bed, and touch her inappropriately. This continued almost every night until she was fourteen, when instead of just touching her, he raped her. The next morning before school he threatened her, saying that if she told anyone about what had happened, he would kill her. For the next few years of her life, Mario would continue sneaking into her room at night and "handling his business." She wasn't at all surprised when she found out that, at age fifteen, she was pregnant. She kept hidden from him until she was about six months pregnant, when he walked in on her changing clothes.

Furious, Mario started to beat Kiera, repeatedly punching and kicking her in the chest, face, and stomach. When she finally fell unconscious, he threw her body in the backseat of his car and drove downtown, looking to ditch her somewhere in an alley. His plans were thwarted, however, when he was pulled over by a police officer for speeding, and her unconscious body was discovered. Her adoptive father was arrested, and she was rushed to the hospital. Regardless of the doctor's great efforts, Kiera lost her baby. A few weeks later, Kiera was placed, yet again, with a foster family. She was forced to see a therapist five times a week to deal with her PTSD and Panic Disorder. Despite the therapy sessions, Kiera never did fully recover. She fell into a deep depression, and two days before her sixteenth birthday, attempted suicide.

She's been at Treewit ever since.
OTHER }} She experiences spontaneous seemingly out-of-the-blue panic attacks almost everyday.

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NAME }} Rafael Edwin Vargas
NICKNAME }} "RAF"
AGE }} 16
DIAGNOSIS }} Speculated diagnosis. Raf frequently suffers depersonalization and delusions, but they have only started occurring so recently that the team is observing for now. He has been in Treewit for six weeks, relatively new compared to the other residential patients.

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PERSONALITY }} (since it's easier for me to develop more ICly, I've gone with mostly explaining how his illnesses affect his functioning/'regular' personality)
Rafael is best known for his kindness. It's the first impression people get from him usually, that he's a polite kid with all good intentions, and he truly is. In entirely sober, realized states, he holds no ill will towards others and is rarely malicious, even when prodded and provoked. He's generally calm and even unassuming, never bothering to stand up for himself when circumstances call for some sort of backbone, and he has a hard time deviating from complete honesty. Mostly, he wants to be trustworthy, and he certainly works for it. Having plenty of friends that he's earned through just being a gregarious, likeable individual is a dream of his.

However, these days, Raf doesn't always have a tangible grasp on reality. He finds faults in others and his mind finds a way to emphasize them into full blown delusions. If someone takes interest in him at all, he believes they are looking for a relationship or a hook-up - this typically ends with him either reciprocating the percepted fancy, or he'll cut all ties immediately to avoid confronting the issue. Other delusions are on a much smaller scale, but he still grows very aggressive upon developing them; Rafael often claims things as his when they do not, and never have belonged to him (it's best to keep him out of laundry duties because he'll usually steal someone's things, for example). He destroys things and forgets that he has, then shifts the blame onto others. There's plenty more, but the point is that his amicability only extends so far.

The biggest problem with these delusions is, when they are corrected by someone else or his rationalization is shirked, he loses himself entirely. This is his 'trigger' for depersonalization. When the realities Raf has built are disproven, he's not sure what to believe, and he subconsciously chooses not to rely on his own perceptions; thus, he separates entirely from himself in order to cope. An outsider might be able to tell he's about to lose his grip when he grows suddenly more anxious or rash, but during the episodes themselves, it's best to wait it out. The return to his identity could take any period of time, really, but since this is a fairly recent thing for Raf, it takes a few hours at most.
STRENGTHS }}

• WELL-MANNERED. Not everyone is gifted with his level of tolerance, and he's certainly lucky to have it under the circumstances. While his more amicable side is harder to come by these days, Raf still works hard to maintain his boyish charm.
• PHYSICALLY STRONG. He's an athlete. Actually, before being admitted to Treewit, Raf was a trackstar for his high school and enjoyed lots of side games of basketball. His build is really only a good thing for him, though, because the techs didn't seem to appreciate his strength while trying to control him during an episode. (5'8, 140 lbs)
• SENSIBLE. When his mind is completely clear, that is. Without any delusions affecting him, Raf finds it easy to avoid impulses and even help others stray from their own impulsiveness. He knows what's good for him and what's not, and rarely tends towards the latter.

WEAKNESSES }}

• DIM-WITTED. Raf isn't exactly clever or cunning. He's plenty intelligent and book-smart, but he can't keep up with master plans or grand schemes. Needless to say, he's been a victim to the Treewit kid-geniuses before.
• UNCERTAIN. After so many encounters with poor perceptions, Raf isn't particularly self-assured. He depends on others for information and presses for advice constantly. This is a recent development to his personality.
• NAÏVE. This is perhaps Raf's biggest shortcoming. He trusts others so much that it hits him harder when delusions tell him otherwise. When it comes that there's a reason to regret being so gullibe, he has a very hard time accepting it and reacts unpredictably.

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HISTORY }} Raf was born in New York City, to a mostly Puerto Rican mother and Polish father (although he's not very fluent in Spanish), both lower middle class. His childhood was normal and actually very loving, with no losses or real trauma. Actually, he was fairly popular in school and even moreso in high school, where he started doing track after a life of just little league soccer. He's best at sprinting - while he's no Usain Bolt, he's a good 10.5 on the 100m dash.

His delusions started developing around the age of fifteen, during his sophomore year. He held the school record for his sprinting times and naturally garnered plenty of attention from his fellow athletes, but one freshman in particular began observing him to learn his technique. At some point, the constant questions pushed him over the edge, and when the freshman switched in to one of his classes he believed he was being stalked. While his parents were out at dinner, Raf called the police, under the belief that someone in particular was outside his window.

This was brushed off as strange behaviour for a while until Raf started complaining to his parents constantly about stalkers and people sabotaging the track oval. He was made to see the school's counselor in case his paranoia wasn't just paranoia. When the counselor delved too deep, however, he began to destroy her office, simply frustrated after such a long period of suspicious behaviour from others. After being controlled and forced to remain still, he began to separate from himself for the first time ever; the catatonic, hazy state he went into was so worrying, and his outburst so violent, that the school believed he was not safe to be around his peers. Following his expulsion, Raf was admitted not by medical advice but because his parents had no clue how to deal with his sudden mania.
OTHER }} N/A

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NAME }} Ivana Genevieve Young
NICKNAME }} Igy (from her full name), Ivy
AGE }} 17
DIAGNOSIS }} Bereavement Disorder | Depression | Anorexia Nervosa |
She is new to the facility and not at all excited for it either - and will let anyone and everyone know that, too.

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PERSONALITY }} Reckless, adventurous, and bold: Ivana has almost no limit to what she will do in life. If someone told her there was a dragon, she'd go find it. She lived life to her fullest capacity, but sometimes went over-board. She needed her twin to pull her back and think, something she sometimes forgot to do. Ivana is cunning, and will try to find her way around anything that doesn't suit her fancy. Ambition is her drive, but will often procrastinate. She loves helping people, but will only help less fortunate like a modern-day Robin Hood. She is level-headed, but has a snappy retort if someone annoys her. After Ellen's death, she has become colder and more bitter side, especially after her twin dies. Her extent of honesty has declined and her extrovert personality has withered. She used to be more out-going and friendly; now, she withdraws from others. Furthermore, Ivana has developed a sarcastic attitude and is extremely vigilant when she used to be carefree. While Ivana would like to help others, she no longer finds motivation or any point in it.

STRENGTHS }}

• Reading
• Athletics - swimming, running, and cycling.
• Drawing
• Candy - specifically gushers, chocolate, and gum.
• Animals
• She loves watching TV, particularly reality because it makes her laugh
• Enjoys fashion and dreamed of becoming a designer one day but has since let go of it.

WEAKNESSES }}

• Optimism
• Making friends / maintaining relationships. It's easier to move a boulder uphill than to make friends with Ivana; but when she finds someone she genuinely likes, she will cling to them like no tomorrow.
• Abiding by certain rules (if they restrict something she wants, she will try finding ways around it
• Being bored. She needs to always be doing something or she might have fit. Forget sleeping - she has nightmares of Ellen's death on loop.
• Beaches, pools, and any landscape with open water.
• Eating. She struggles with eating and feels compelled to purge.

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HISTORY}} Ivana grew up in a set of twins. Her sister, Ellen, was only a few minutes older than she. They grew up in lower-middle class family in the suburbs of New York. As a child, Ivana and Ellen were inseparable: they did everything together. Since they were identical, the two would pretend to be the other only to to their parent's exasperation. Despite their antics, their parents loved them both and raised them to the best of their ability. Though they had low-money, they tried to make sure their kids were happy and had what they needed Luckily, the two were, for the most part, satisfied with having each other. As kids, Ivana would egg her sister on to being adventurous, and Ellen would keep her sister from doing reckless activities. Once Ivana had tried to cliff dive at 13 and Ellen had forcibly stopped her from doing so. They got into a fight but ended up making up a week later.
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At age 16, they both had a wide circle of friends. While Ivana was more gregarious than Ellen, her twin was more charming. The two made up for the other person's flaw which helped them socially. On a hot summer day the twins were at the beach. While Ivana repressed the memories and blocked it out, one thing stood out: Ellen had drowned. At first, Ivana didn't believe it; she expected her twin to pop out and surprise her like she used to as a kid. Ivana fell into a deep depression. She became disconnected with reality. Her grades slipped, she lost her scholarship, and her friends. She had stopped talking to people and wouldn't get out of bed. Instead of sleeping a normal 8-hour schedule, Ivana developed hypersomnia and would sleep at least twelve hours per-day. No matter how hard her parents tried waking her, she slept.Doctors figured she would heal and move on but she never did. Finally after a year, her parents took her to see a therapist who diagnosed her with bereavement disorder. They gave her medication and tried therapy for six months.
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Since she couldn't save her twin, Ivana sought for a means of control in her life and turned to her diet. She controlled how much she ate and began dropping well bellow 500 calories per-day and purging out of guilt when she ate more. Ivana also worked out excessively and would workout in gyms until her parents forced her to come home. She joined cross country in the fall and ran every day; in winter, she joined swimming. The following spring she conditioned for track and field.
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During the summer before her junior year, she continued running and controlling her diet. Concerned, she was checked for eating disorders and was was diagnosed with anorexia and bulimia. She fainted multiple times during training and was found by her friend's (she never ran alone) and taken back home. Her parents had enough and knew she needed more intense therapy and help so they sent her Treewit psychiatric hospital. She is not happy about it either and tried running away but didn't get far due to her lethargy.
OTHER}}
- Loves the color pink and blue.
- Will hide at the slightest provocation of intimidation or mention of death
- Loves bunnies. Win her over by buying her chocolate bunnies and stuffed animals.

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NAME }} Josephine Clarice Booker
NICKNAME }} J.C. or Josie. Call her Josephine if you wish to be punched repeatedly. Sometimes get called "Moody" but people will recover and say "Moony" instead since she loves the moon and has a love for space.
AGE }} 15.
DIAGNOSIS }} Conduct Disorder | Attention-Deficit-Hyperactive Disorder |Spectaculated pyromania (unofficial). She is known to self-harm.

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PERSONALITY }} Hot-headed and hyperactive are the two best words that describe her. They are also two traits that don't seem to have an off-button on her either. She appears well-behaved and polite; only because she knows when to act that way. She'll sooner cut your hand off than be your true friend. She is sneaky and cunning and often does gets away with behavior - well, used to, until she's at the ward. Josie is relentless once she has a goal in mind. She will not quit either. Josephine, all of 5'2, will tear an entire building down once her temper explodes. Her impulsivity can lead her to becoming violent and needing to be restrained. While Josie presumably appears tough-skinned, she is sensitive deep-down. After having an anger meltdown, she'll either become emotional and cry; or she'll become impassive and distant. It makes her unpredictable. She is not someone to go to for comfort or show vulnerability around: she'll pretend to be your friend then chew you up and spit you out when she's done with you. J.C has an immaculate amount of pride and will not let it get pushed around.

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STRENGTHS }}

• Board games. She enjoys playing "SORRY" and "Monopoly".
• Poetry and writing. It soothes her and calms her down.
• She absolutely loves bright colors and will display them no matter how much it bothers people.
• Loves music and art as well. She can paint and is better at that then drawing itself.
• Sports. While she hates participating in them, she will watch them and enjoy it.
• Video games. The Wii is her favorite console.
• She loves heat and fire. Has been caught with lighters before but never has started one yet.

WEAKNESSES }}

• Expressing her emotions and controlling them.
• Hates waiting. Will breakdown if she has to wait longer than an hour.
• Animals. She hates how messy and dopey they are.
• Therapy.
• Singing. She does not enjoy singing or talking much if she doesn't have to.
• She does not like popcorn and hates the consistency and texture of it.
• Hates winter. She hates being cooped up inside and will try sneaking out at every opportunity.

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HISTORY}}
OTHER }} She hates talking about her feelings and prefers solitude.

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"If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see,
you can find out firsthand what it's like to be me."

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NAME }} Nikolai
NICKNAME }} Nik or Niki, these are prefered to Nikolai
AGE }} 16
DIAGNOSIS }} Gender dysphoria (while in and of itself not a mental disorder, the clinically significant anxiety and depression associated with dysphoria sometimes needs treatment) and Body Dysmorphic Disorder

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PERSONALITY }} Niki typically goes through life as a wallflower, quietly blending in with baggy clothes in muted colors. They don’t want to be noticed, not really. If someone does happen to notice them, that person will find a kind hearted and open minded individual, despite their brokenness, perhaps even because of it. Silent and introverted, Nik much prefers listening to talking, especially now that their voice has grown deeper - they don’t like to hear it out loud. Regardless of insecurities, listening to others’ thoughts and ideas and feelings has always been better than dwelling on one’s own struggles. The teen’s quiet nature can make them seem aloof and stoic, but they are by no means judgemental or closed off. Those closest to Niki know that Nik will fight more to support their friends than they ever would fight for themself. This combination of traits makes a Niki a hard friend to make, but a good friend to have and keep.

STRENGTHS }}

• Open-minded and receptive listener.
• Genuine and Honest
• Imaginative

WEAKNESSES }}

• Overly self critical - This sometimes manifests physically in the form of skin picking and other self-harming behaviors.
• Mirrors - Nik is either obsessively looking in them to analyze their reflection, or obsessively avoiding them in shame of their own appearance.
• Disordered eating - It would be easy to misdiagnose Nik with anorexia nervosa, as some patients with BDD often are, but Niki goes through bouts of complete avoidance of food as a means to cope with their discontent in their own body. It is not that Niki sees themself as overweight, it is the incessant recurring negative thoughts about their own body being imperfect and mismatched that pushes Nik to change it. As plastic surgery isn’t an option yet, eating is something that Niki can and does limit to alter their appearance.

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HISTORY }} It was obvious to Nikolai’s parents from a very young age that their son was different. On christmas he asked for both Tonka trucks and Barbie dolls. He would go outside and catch bugs and then come inside to play princess dress up with his sister. Kids can be like that sometimes, so his parents didn’t think much of it. The other children didn’t seem to mind, so why should they, if Nikolai was doing what made him happy?

When Nikolai was in late elementary and early middle school, things grew more complicated. The girls in his class started wearing make-up and giggling about bras and boys. Nik wanted to be like them, so he talked to his parents about this and, because they loved him, his mother took him the store and picked out some makeup and training bras. Nik proudly wore these things to school the next day.

At first, everything went unnoticed by his peers. The makeup was subtle, and the bra hidden safely under his shirt. Nik was confident and happy, feeling pretty, like he had always wanted to. This happiness was short lived, as adolescents tend to ostracize those who stray from the social norm. Niki dared to wear a dress after convincing his mother that it would be okay, that his friends said it would be fine. It wasn’t okay, and those ‘friends’ laughed at him. Nikolai was brutally bullied by his fellow students, physically by the boys and socially by the girls. He quickly became a social outcast, labeled ‘freak’ and ‘gay’ and whatever other unclever nicknames the kids had cooked up on any particular day.

The bullying grew so intense that Nik’s parents had to relocate so that their child could attend a different school and have a brand new start. Unbeknownst to them, it was already too late, the internal damage had been done. Nikolai had become a different person; Their once bright and colorful child had faded to grey. The criticisms of his peers had become his own, yet amplified. The older he got, the less he felt like a he… but not completely like she, either. They became they, and they became no one.

A new school did little to improve Nik’s quality of life. They went to class and did their homework, because they had to. They came home and sat alone in their room, avoiding parents and what few friends they had still managed to keep. Sometimes they would stare at the full length mirror behind their door for hours, a black sharpie in hand that they used to draw X’s above all of the flaws in their reflection. No one is sure when those markered X’s on the mirror turned into razor kisses on their skin, but they did. Niki intentionally picked out and wore baggy clothing to hide the scars and marks, and also to camouflage their body.

This downhill spiral of unseen psychological warfare and battles with self harm led to where these struggles unfortunately sometimes do lead. One month ago, Nik switched directions and intentionally cut deeper. Whether it was the sight of so much blood, or the sheer loss of it, Niki passed out almost immediately. They awoke in a hospital bed, confused and bandaged up with a very forlorn looking mother and father staring back at them. After a period of physical healing, Nik is currently being checked into Treewit for mental healing, and has yet to receive a bed assignment or meet any other patients.

OTHER }} Currently prefers they/their pronouns because their gender identity is still undefined.

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