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'I'm tired...' The pink-haired girl thought while walking back to her room, she knew she had to shower and clean her wounds but all she wanted to do was sleep.
The second she headed into the bathroom she grasped her disinfecting alcohol bottle and snapped the cap open to squirt onto her injuries, she didn't hesitate to do it since she wanted it to be over with, however, she couldn't stop herself from wincing greatly at the sudden pain.
She left it there to soak and to catch her breath before heading into the shower and cleaning all the dirt off of her. She knew she wouldn't be able to get a goodnight sleep, especially since she overworked herself today. Her drawbacks would be kicking in twice as much and they always seemed to be worse when she needed her sleep the most.
Getting out of the shower she looked at her scars for a second before sighing and wrapping bandages on her.
'God this is like Deja Vu.' She thought knowing shes been in these same circumstances multiple times before.
While she once was staring into the mirror and focused on the burns on her, she felt herself stagger back and against the wall. She could no longer keep her balance because of the sudden drawbacks kicking in, they wouldn't be bad right now but she knew later would be the worst part.
With her back against the wall, she slid down onto her butt taking huge breaths in, 'Common, common, common- get this over with.' She thought hoping it was just a fast jolt of pain, looking down at her wound feeling a stinging sensation that soon became slightly faint. Facing the ceiling she bit back her lip to force the tears that felt they'd come out any second, 'Holy fuck all i wanted to do was fucking sleep.'
She stuck her fingers into the horrible burn before pulling out a small glass piece, 'There we go.' She slightly calmed down knowing her main wound would be healed any time soon after a soon to be experience later.
She could've easily headed to a doctor to treat her wound but there was no way in hell would she ever allow a doctor to get anywhere near her especially with their damn materials.
Before she knew it she was already passed out against the cold bathroom floor.
Dream
Sitting in a blank white room with only an artificial light illuminating the room, a girl continued to sit against the wall while making figures onto her palm with her pointer finger.
She had pink hair that looked way too familiar, however it felt like something was missing. But this time she didn't have an inkling of white hair.
