RP: Arriving at Princeton‑Plainsboro

[hates_cliches]

[Jack looked around Princeton‑Plainsboro Teaching Hospital before sighing and looking around to Cuddy]

What you going to do to me?

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[hbic_cuddy]

*pushes Jack through hallway decorated with ghosts and jack o'lanterns and witches. Some of the hospital staff are even wearing costumes*

I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm going to provide you with the tools you need to get better.

[hates_cliches]

[Places his hands across his head, keeping it down so he doesn't see it all. He knows if he does; he'll go mental.]

Better? From what?

[hbic_cuddy]

Better from being suicidal.

*pushes him into his room. It's not much: a bed, a chair, a bedside table and a small bathroom off the main room*

There are ways to feel better: therapy, medications. Ultimately, though, what you do with those tools is up to you.

[hates_cliches]

[Laughs] You really think you can save me, don't you?