Felix frowned when Jasmine pulled away and mentioned that she had to get back to work, giving a nod when she mentioned they could cuddle like old times. That really would make him happy. She would always do that whenever they were in an odd or new place. Years ago when they first stayed at their grandparentâ€™s house he had gotten really restless the first night and even had a nightmare, it had been Jasmine that calmed him down. Of course nobody would listen to her whenever she would explain his condition, resulting in him being thrown in the asylum in the first place after he had a psychotic breakdown and she had not been there to soothe himâ€¦ He shook those thoughts from his mind as best he could but he knew that they would haunt him for awhile.<br/><br/>He lay back on the bed as Jasmine left, looking towards the door when one of the caretakers looked in. When she spoke, he just glowered at her again and snorted. â€œIâ€™ll do what the hell I want!â€ Being naughty and rebellious was another downfall, whenever someone told him not to do something. For the most part he has grown out of it but there was still a part of him that was childish. The asylum was to blame for that, they never really cured him. Hell they barely did anything for him other than feed him and tell him to take his medication, allowing him to roam around from time to time. Whenever he did act a little rebelliousâ€¦ He shivered at the thoughts of the things they did to him, trying to tell him that they were healing him. Healing him his ass! All they seemed to do was make him feel intense pain for the next few days to a week. It was not fun at all.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œSay, Felix, that bitch is annoying isnâ€™t she? Arenâ€™t you the least bit curious about Leveen?â€ </span>Oh noâ€¦ one of his little voices was coming to speak with him. He stood against the wall though Felix was the only one who could see him. Heâ€™s been his imaginary friend for quite some time<br/><br/>â€œShut it, Adam,â€ Felix muttered, rolling over on the bed and burying his face in the pillow to tune Adam out.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œAww come on, Felix! You know you want to cut that fucking bitch to pieces! You saw the way she looked at you, how she seems to stomp around here.â€</span><br/><br/>â€œI said shut it.â€<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œTch. Fine. But you know Iâ€™m right. Iâ€™m always right.â€ </span><br/><br/>Grunting, â€œWould you shut the fuck up already! For fuckâ€™s sake,â€ Felix shouted at the top of his lungs and threw one of the pillows across the room at Adam, who vanished instantly and everything was back to normal again. Well as normal as it was going to be anyway. Seeing Adam made him realize that he needed to take his medication again. Sighing, he slid of the bed and went to his suitcase, bringing out the familiar bottle of pills. He had brought a water bottle with him so he used what was left to swallow the pills he needed to take. Then he crawled back onto the bed and buried his face in the pillow once more before turning over onto his side. He needed some sleep.