LETS GO SHOPPING AGAIN

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Stumbling across the mall again, I realise that my once new outfit from there was completely destroyed. My black tank top, subtle holes and dirt spread across it and my leather shorts dirty and slightly ripped up also my hair knotted and grease to my head.

This was no way to look. With a sigh, I walked through the broken glass doors of the malls entrance, my heels echoing in the deserted shops of fashion. I took a few looks round and decided to head into the most full shop.

Upon entering it had looked like the clothes hasn't been touched they were still folded and on shelves and not even a speck dirt to be left behind on them. Looking through them there were some flare jeans and pink tops and cardigans but non-interest me I didn't know what style to go for any more. The maze has really took a turn and how I thought of this world.

I realise that I would do anything to survive and come to life and this really changed me and made me remember that day clearer and even though I passed the game and it was gone now, I couldn't take my mind off it.

It was, it was that dark past it came to follow me yet again.

Look around I finally found some clothes that stood out to me wine red tank top and black Micro shorts leather again similar to the ones I was wearing but not exactly. I found a silver belt and some fishnet tights and decided they would work together quite well so I grabbed everything I found and went into the changing rooms. Walking out I realise how plain my outfit been just a top and shorts which kind of bored me.

I went to a different accessory shop and picked out some bracelets and necklaces which would contrast quite well and again picked out some heels boots. Upon leaving, I found a black headband and leg warmers both in black and knew they would match well to what I was wearing.

After that, I walked around for a bit more trying to fill in time because I now had an eight day visa left it would be awhile before I needed to join a new game. I grab leather bag it was a lightweight bag with hoops attaching in the handles to the base so I transferred everything from the backpack I currently had to this one and swept it over my shoulder holding it in place with my hand.

Around the rest of the mall, I found a deserted hair shop. It's still had a few weeks clips and extensions and such and I decided if my past was gonna hurt me so much then I'll change my look a bit and also change my outfit and needed more. Looking around to see what left on the desk, I found hair dye still in the box. I was debating whether to dye my hair and give it a new cut. My hair was currently a light brown almost blonde in the Sun and I feel like it contrast really well to my new style.

I narrowed my options down to rather dark cherry red hair or black. It was a hard decision because I knew black would go anything but I knew deep down I need, I want to go red. so it was decided. Red. And I grabbed the box and made my way out of the mall.

As there was no running water or electricity, I know I need a place to wash it. So I decided to go on a hunt for a river and that's exactly what I did. I found a little stream going through the city. I look clean enough as I hadn't been touched by a pollution.

I looked at the instructions on the dye I took from the shop and mixing up everything that I needed. You think it would look terrible and be a fail but actually looked quite good considering I only had to work with stuff I had found. I applied the dye to my hair and wrapped it in the little scrap of foil I found around , after a few minutes it was time to wash off and rinse my hair and the river was the first time my hair had touched water in days.

As expected, the hair came out a lovely dark cherry red colour due to the brown already my hair. I knew I'd have to wait for it to dry manually but decided to squish out as much water as I could and wash it thoroughly.

And like that, I took a new appearance, new style new hair, new eyeliner and nose piercing. Although my past lingered with me at least I could take on an act of being strong and brave.

With a Dr Pepper in my hand and scissors twirling in the other I strutted down the streets of Tokyo knowing I'd be ready for anything and that these games wouldn't stop me and that I will survive.

Author note

Sorry for the very long chapter but I wanted to include the thoughts and new chapter she was gunna face. The memory maze has made her rethink about her self and she now wants to express that in her appearance.

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