― 04. welcome to shinra

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                       IT WAS nine-thirty in the morning when Melody groggily sat up in bed with no concept of new surroundings

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                       IT WAS nine-thirty in the morning when Melody groggily sat up in bed with no concept of new surroundings. Carefree. The bright morning sun was streaming through the curtains, cascading across the bland walls. Melody was squinting as the light was in her eyes and she was desperately looking around trying to regain her surroundings. There was a panic in her chest as she didn't recognize where she was; quickly rubbing her eyes so she could get a better look. And finally the recounts of last night came rushing back to her. The Turks showing up at her door. And the fact she works for Shinra now. It was a lot for the tiny girl to take in as she tried to keep herself from hyperventilating as she grabbed at her chest to feel her heart beat to feel if she was even alive. Breathe in, breathe out.

   Melody knew she needed to force herself out of the bed and into the shower for her sanity. Maybe feeling warm water would help her relax, as she didn't want to be panicking from the moment she awoke. Throwing the blankets off her body she swung her legs over the edge to stand. She was met with coldness and instantly scurried into the bathroom.

   Showers had always been a way for the young girl to decompress. Feeling the water cascade down her body made her nerves feel expelled for the time being. Her mind slowly faded into dullness and it was like a foggy illusion for her, like the steam that crept out under the door. The sensations of the hot water against her overwhelmed body let her feel clean and like she was at home. This calmness was beautiful but she knew it won't last no matter how long she wanted it to. All good things end. She was learning the hard way.

   Melody wrapped a towel around her as her shower had come to an end. The mirrors were fogged up but she was able to brush her hair out with ease not needing them. She'd lost track of time, having taken a long shower and now trying her best to dry her hair. For a few lovely minutes she felt like her normal self getting ready to go out.

   She was not sure what time it was as she left the bathroom and headed to where her suitcase is with her clothes. The towel was staying up on her while her wet hair drips down. For today, she didn't know what to wear because she didn't know what was in store. And her selection was rather limited. This just wasn't fair. Frustrating built up in her tiny body as she stared at her stuff with sopping wet hair making her shiver as it touched her skin.

   The time on her clock switched to 10:00 a.m. and it slipped her mind that the time was important as she was caught up in her thoughts.

   A knock sounded against the door and is instantly opened. No waiting.

   Melody was wide eyed and holding up her towel as she jumped as Reno walked in.

   "Hey I hope you're hu-" he stopped on his tracks when he looked up and saw her, "oh shit."

   Mortified, she was frozen in place and had completely forgotten she was only in a towel. Mortifying. Neither of them move or had anything to say- they were like two kids who have never been in an adult situation before. Reno couldn't remember the last time he'd been around a girl practically naked; and Melody had never. She felt instantly vulnerable and worried about what he could say or do and not about the topics of yesterday that once plagued her that this instantly replaced...

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