[This really should be the library, if Mello's count of the doors is right, but when has the fucking mansion ever let anything be easy? There's a circle of chairs, a couple of urns of coffee, some doughnuts. It looks for all the world like a stereotypical AA meeting, but when Mello turns to get the hell out, not only has the door vanished, he finds himself speaking against his will.]
I'm Mello, and fuck, where do I even start? If I go back home, I'm dead like that. [He snaps his fingers.] I've slept through the night maybe fifteen times since I left home, I'm the reason my best friend's in a wheelchair, I haven't seen him in fucking months, and I miss the hell out of him. And that's not even getting into the night terrors, and how the only reliable way to prevent them is getting wasted.
[He glares around the room when he's able to stop talking, and it may be unwise to ask the mansion this, but when did Mello ever do the wise thing?]
Is that all you've got?
[ooc: From the
original post: Group therapy for all! God knows these guys need it. Basically, when your character enters the room they will be forced to tell the rest of the room their Problem, a la a group therapy session. After this point there's no compunction to tell the truth, but the first confession has to be true.]