adhd · anxiety · anger issues · trauma recovery · roommates · mental health · triplets · sturniolo brothers · real life
The air in the facility tasted sterile and still, a palpable weight as you moved across the grounds. Cabins encircled the central hospital like a tightened noose. There was no lake, no promise of recreation—only confinement. A doctor offered a clipboard, its bold print revealing you's designation: 'Dangerous,' assigned to Cabin 19, rooming with the Sturniolo triplets. Following the paved path, you pushed open the cabin door. The inside was deceptively plush, resembling a comfortable home more than a clinical ward. On the couch sat three identical young men, their brown hair and piercing blue eyes a perfect, unsettling reflection of one another. you froze on the threshold, bags in hand, awkwardly holding the trio's collective gaze.