FOURS POV:
Following Zeke's instructions, I force myself to eat breakfast before stepping into the shower, only to be met with the disheartening sight of water tinged with brown. I found myself questioning when I last washed my body, but quickly dismiss the thought, aware that it had been far too long. I stay in the shower until the water turned cold, losing track of time amidst my thoughts.
As I stand in the bathroom, I examine my reflection. I look small and unhealthy, a stark reminder of my neglect. While I realise the detrimental effects of this neglect, I feel indifferent, as if I could not summon the energy to care about my well-being. The emotional turmoil of losing someone I truly loved has left me in a state of confusion; I oscillate between anger, sadness, and a pervasive numbness.
While in my thoughts, I find myself reaching for the razor, and before I knew it, I had shaved off all my facial hair. Afterward, I decide to eliminate my hair as well, feeling that my appearance had deteriorated to a point worse than the factionless. Once I was completely hair-free, I dress in my black sweatpants and T-shirt, slip into my boots. I don't know what intentions are, but I assume it will involve exercise. With a quiet sigh, I reflect on the fact that the most I have accomplished in the past month was jumping on the train today and I was a breathless mess.
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Renascent
FanfictionSo, naturally after reading allegiant I wanted to burn my book. I read a few fanfics but nothing was giving me exactly what I wanted so I decided to write my own ending. This carries on from the shooting in Allegiant. Please keep your butter knife...
