Good Morning, Sunshine

Just wearing anything

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Yourself included.
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I somehow managed to get through the rest of the swimming, survived the stretching part and didn't instantly fall asleep when I took a post-swimming shower. The not falling asleep in the shower part would have been due to Jaromir sitting next to the shower and hissing at me whenever I stopped moving and he could feel me slip.

Both Jaromir and I soon got used to the way our days went now. Sleeping at night, a short nap around lunch time, having blood samples taken every morning (without Jaromir being sedated by the way. Keene must have told Fury about the part where I die when Jaromir does), eating whenever food was served, swimming lessons with Agent Keene which got longer and longer and which had me less exhausted every time. We got some more freedom too, being allowed some alone time in the indoor pool area for about fifteen minutes a day.

I got better at communicating with Jaromir because it was just something we did. Communicate, I mean. Fury got tired of serving me 'German food he'd had someone google' and just went with 'whatever the employees got fed with that day' but apart from that nothing much happened for about three weeks. Fury didn't show up in my cell, which started to feel like my room. I felt less caged with the little swimming tours and too exhausted whenever I returned to my room to mind stuff, really.

People started to be less and less scared of Jaromir. He'd turned from a monstrous beast to the local, rather big and definitely innocent kitty. The agents had gotten used to his presence and Agent Keene even patted him on the head after swimming lessons.

I felt more welcome and less alone.

Life had gotten a rhythm I was comfortable with.

But this morning something was off.

I knew that things wouldn't stay the way they were and I didn't want them to anyway. No matter how comfortable I felt with the life I had now there always was this shadow of my former life looming above me like a dark force I couldn't leave behind. Not that I wanted to leave that life behind. I didn't want to forget about who I had been in my world, no matter how useless this memory was.

It was colourful and powerful and all the past I had. Jaromir and I had avoided the Amy's past part during our mental conversations. We strictly kept to the today and that was that. So I didn't know much about the past of the soul that had once inhabited this body.

It was the mental connection between Jaromir and me that made me realise something was wrong. More precisely, his inner clock.

Said inner clock was what made me realise that I got to sleep in. That wasn't normal. Because, normally someone just kicked in the door and gave me breakfast.

No one kicked in a door today though. I woke up because Jaromir was uneasy.

It's too late. They should have brought breakfast by now, he informed me as soon as my mind was awake enough to be able to process such complex information.

His senses worked before mine did but I was used to being flooded by the things he heard, smelled, felt and saw in the morning.

Before I could blink my eyes open I saw the world with his. By the way everything looked I knew that it was dark in my room, the lights turned off. By what I saw I could tell that Jaromir had gotten out of bed and was pacing around the room.

His sense of hearing told me that no one was approaching our room.

His sense of smell told me that I smelled sweaty and that my hair smelled greasy. I had learned to see my natural smells in a different way ever since I had paired up with Jaromir. And I knew my unique body smell now which was super odd because one can't normally smell that. Especially since Jaromir associated my smell with warmth, kindness and memories we shared but hadn't experienced together. Those memories were disturbing and I'd tried to avoid them at all costs.