Solitude || Spy x OC || TF2

7 - First Day as a Mercenary

The dorm was nice to say the least. Spacious and large. A good example for how the room looks is a loft apartment but without the kitchen in it. On the main floor there was a lot of empty space. Lots of good lighting. To the right, there was a door that I assumed was for the bathroom. There was a small staircase on the wall that lead up to the second "floor" which had my bed on it.

"Nice." I knew it was going to take me a couple weeks to be able to get a brand new wardrobe for myself and more trinkets to better accompany my currently lonesome room.

I stretched my arms and decided to head for the door that I noticed earlier. Placing my hand upon the doorknob and opening the door, my eyes were now met with - yes - the bathroom. I closed my eyes for a moment, relieved to be at peace finally.

When I opened my eyes, their gaze slowly moved over to the shower. It almost felt like it was calling to me. Or maybe I just really wanted to shower. I closed the bathroom door to better keep in the heat and steam from the hot water in the shower which I had turned on just a moment before. In front of me stood a mirror. It was on top of the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror, clothes looking jagged, my hair out of place. I knew I had to refresh my look over the next few days. Just to feel like... me again.

It wasn't long before I felt the heat and saw visible steam begin to fill up the bathroom. I got undressed, stepping into the shower. The hot water engulfed my body. I felt at ease. Being able to take a shower alone, without having someone in the room or being monitored every other moment was nice. I still felt like I had eyes watching me as I was showering. Hopefully this feeling of never being able to be alone would go away someday. I let my mind wonder throughout the shower.

I thought about my new co-workers and hopefully new friends. They all seemed like a goofy bunch of men but also a bunch of great friends. The thing I liked most about them is that they were all unique in their own ways. Had different cultures. All had different forms of knowledge about Saxton knows what. And then I thought about spy.

That man really did embarrass me today. Not exactly in a bad way. I truly thought I was stronger than that. Stronger as in, I wouldn't look like a fool if a man approached me or flirted with me. Considering it had been quite awhile since things were normal for me and having interactions with men or even people was something I had done way back. I will say that he's a lucky man. Knowing what he's doing. The fact that he stayed on my mind for this long was a surprise to me.

My shower took about 15 minutes. Afterward, I turned the water off and stepped out, holding my towel around my body. I walked back over to the mirror and wiped off the fog that racked up over the time I was showering. My reflection soon became visible and I smiled. For some reason, I looked better just after a simple shower. 'It's getting late...'. I turned my attention towards actually getting ready for bed now. Brushing my teeth, fixing up my hair etc. Basic hygiene things.

After leaving the bathroom, I scanned the room, getting a better look at my surroundings. I noticed a small box sitting on top of what appeared to be a dresser. There seemed to be a note on top of it. Walking over to the box I picked up the note - 'Hey. I packed some of my clothes here and got you some new things in my little bit of free time' Pauling drew a little sketch of her face crying 'Take anything you like that suits you. Have fun. - Pauling'

How nice. I put the note to the side and scavenged through the box. Eventually, I found some basic clothes that would be suitable to sleep in. Some shorts and a tank top. Black of course. Settling on the two piece, I took off my towel and hung it up to dry. Then I slipped the clothes on. Afterward, I searched for the small stairs leading up to the bed area. Not long after I noticed the staircase and made my way up to get to the bed.