Warnings: Signs of Depression, Mentions of Suicide, Mentions of Drugs (Recreational from Unorthodox Methods and Prescribed), Signs of Manipulation
Description: In the cold days of Canadian weather, a simple-living swedish woman by the name of Judit...
Arriving at what she now called her own residence, the shock of caffeine that once powered her up to full energy from her previously dead battery began to degrade at an alarming rate.
Her eyes fluttered into a lazy gaze once again and her shoulders rolled to their lowest point, her darkened eyes still hanging bags as deep as they have ever been.
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She raised a hand to examine herself for a moment, what was she doing? Destroying herself from the inside out like an internal detonation was what it looked like. A small sigh escaped her mouth like a dying breath and she simply lied her body down into the welcoming couch cushions and soon the darkness of the dream state swallowed her like a sinking void.
She was awoken a few hours later to dawn's early light slipping between the parted cloths that hung over her windows which was hand-in-hand with her alarm once again, her body turning and twisting in discomfort at the thought of the big day ahead of her as well as the late shift she would have to endure but thankfully she wouldn't be the poor soul who would have to close up the shop.
She prepared herself in her newly-ironed and cleaned uniform with her hair opposing the neatness that her uniform displayed, stray blonde hairs sticking out of her messy bun and her fringe looking as if it hadn’t even had an attempt in being tamed. She considered putting makeup on to cover her face which only mirrored the look of a disaster, she decided against it since her body was already drained even though she had slept for a good amount of time.
Her body was manually dragged out of the house, her unwilling brain making her feet feel like anchors digging themselves into the ground to try and prevent her from going any further but she soldiered on since she was aware her job was what kept the bills paid and that, at this point was the only thing keeping her there. She pushed down all the whining emotions bubbling into her throat and got in her car after double-checking that she had all the necessities she needed for work.
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It was a long and boring day, it was raining and so without the undercover parking most customers chose to stay home instead of shopping which made the day painfully slow. The parted ticks of the nearby clock becoming an agonizing nuisance to her ears due to the silence of the store letting it pass, her headache began to emerge again which caused her to lean on the counter for a moment to place her hands to her temples in hopes of subduing the pulsing pain even the slightest bit. She soon felt an odd slide under her shirts long sleeves and looked to be met with a dirty surface, scrunching up her nose in distaste at how dirty some of the other workers let the counter become.
