[So, since I’m going to have a whole lot of time on my hands I might as well give you guys more chapters. I also still want to hear some ideas that you guys might have for the future of my story since I’m still fairly new to writing fanfiction]
(chapter 7)
(Ven POV)
The next time I woke up I was hella groggy, but now I know that I’ve arrived before the series even started! Cool right?
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I woke up bleary eyed and barely coherent as I looked around majorly dehydrated and very hungry. As far as I know, I've been mostly asleep since I’ve been on this ship. I don’t know how much time has passed, nor do I know when I’m going to get my things that I need in order to even survive here.
I groggily rolled over onto my side and I groaned in slight pain as I felt hunger pains in my stomach. I huffed and I breathed out heavily from my nose as I felt slightly sickly. I knew that if I didn’t eat any food or drink any water soon I’d start puking my stomach out.
I looked around, noticing how quiet it was and how it was much warmer than it was when I was first awake. I slowly sit up and I take off my sweater, not wanting to stupidly overheat myself.
I dry heaved as I moved a bit too quickly for my liking, making me go onto my knees and hold my stomach for dear life, hoping to not puke all over these cold metal floors. I didn’t feel like being criticized over being organic and how nasty my unprocessed food was. I also didn’t feel like cleaning up my own puke. Nasty.
Once my stomach decided to give me mercy, I took a deep breath in my nose and breathed out heavily from my mouth. I was trying to get rid of that nauseating feeling and the dizziness.
I looked around, again. I had just noticed that I was in a different room from when I was awake earlier. This room was completely empty except for some boxes nearby.
I jumped up quickly, regretting it almost immediately as my vision went out and my head started spinning. My stomach also decided to be a bitch and started aching painfully once I was able to stand up all the way.
I took a deep breath before walking over to the boxes.
I opened them up, with some struggle, and I was not disappointed as I saw everything that I needed in order to survive on the ship. I even found a big ass box that had a portapotty on the side. They even added a portable bath! Neat. I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t even ask for those. Eh. I’m not gonna worry about it.
I found a box full of food and I immediately grabbed a water bottle and something to eat, not wanting to puke due to dehydration and an empty stomach.
I downed the water and devoured my food choice.
I huffed as I pulled everything out of the boxes except the food. I didn’t want to clutter everything on the floor since this room is more than likely my own.
I hummed happily as I pulled out the air bed and the multitude of blankets and pillows. I didn’t ask for a mattress because I needed something that could be easily transported if need be. I ain’t finna just ask for one heavy ass mattress, no thank you.
I quickly set the mattress up, noticing that they got the very specific ones that I asked for. Did you know that there are air beds that can be aired up by just turning an opening? That didn’t make sense, but there was no need for an outlet for me to air up my bed. A king specifically. Needed that extra space for that extra comfort.
