Chloe York
Chloe turned around when she noticed the old man sitting in the corner playing with some cards. Whoa, I did not even see him because of the commotion. As the addict girl finally looked more relaxed, as she got her frustration out of her system, she was talking with the old man. The girl was kinda right, the world was rotten by itself, you need to be bad here it is survivals' skills. At least for her it is, she was taking stuff for her to be happy and well. After the girl left to searched the cupboard, finding only tea and coffee and some crackers, she went over to the old man and sits in front of him. She did not talk only looked at him, playing with the cards, he seems not panicking or confused about this place at all.
When the girl who helped the junkie girl calm down and opened the crackers' wrapper suddenly asked for her name, she realised nobody knows each other names. "Well, that kinda seems a good idea first, what is everyone's name? I am Chloe....". She suddenly giggles a bit by a thought, "Well, this seems like an anonymous meeting, maybe it is a new treatment of them....". She was scared of this too, but humor always made her comfort about herself. She won't care if it annoys other people in situations, it makes her feel good. As another man came wearing a mask, she repeated the question of their names for him to hear.