Reload (The Matrix FF)

What is Life?

~Way way WAY later that night~

    After she got back to work, Amy decided to go to her room. Though compared to the crew's rooms, hers was a living room.

     Amy had wanted a bigger room so she could store all of her weapons somewhere. What is now her room used to be another computer room.

    Working with Roosterteeth, Amy was inspired to make the RWBY weapons with every function that's in the show. Her artistic abilities benefitted her in the best ways.

     Amy's preferred weapons were bottles of Dust, and Bolverk, revolvers she was inspired to make from Blazblue.

    Amy had Team RWBY's weapons hanging on the walls like trophies and medals.

     How Amy managed to make a legit supply of Dust was her secret (and my laziness). Amy moved her notebooks off of her bed and sat down, hugging her pillow.

    Her thoughts drifted drastically. They went from the next RWBY season, to the new weapons that'll be there, to new characters and plots, and suddenly, to how much she felt like she hated everyone (the crew).

     She thought of how they all thought that she was a freak because of her preferences. Amy had herself convinced that she was always going to be alone like she always was; having only herself to cry to.

    So she did. Amy cried into her pillow quietly. She made the same mistake so many times in the past. Amy didn't want to go through it all again.

     Then, there was a knock on the door. Amy flinched, startled from the sudden sound.

    She wiped her eyes like crazy as she walked to the door. Who ever it was couldn't see her crying. Any bullshit from the others about this would be hell.