Clover shook her head as she pulled back the covers of her bed and hopped in, not even bothering to change out of her clothes. She grumbled to anyone who would listen, "Ok, that was ridiculous. And it took forever. Edward had better have some damn good reward for us tomorrow night after this..."
[sblock=Idle roleplay: pay it no heed]She pulled the covers up and tried to get comfy. She managed to stay still for a mere five seconds before she was up and out of bed again, barely even paying attention to Koln or Ruby. Grabbing her pajamas, she headed to the bathroom to change: Startling some of the early morning runners who were just getting up and brushing their teeth to get ready for the day. Paying them no heed, she changed into cotton bliss and headed to a lonely sink in the corner of the bathroom to brush her own teeth.
An awkward silence passed through the bathroom, and she and the other girls glanced at each other for a few seconds before they spit and exited the room in what seemed like a hurry.
Clover looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like death. Pale. Unappealing. Unhealthy. She disgusted even herself. So she turned away and put the paste on her toothbrush without looking at the mirror.
Disillusioned.
The toothpaste tasted horrible and she almost gagged on the overwhelming taste of fluoride. She immediately spit it out, looking back into the mirror in embarrassed horror as she watched red, white, and blue paste bubble from the corner of her mouth.
Cursing under her breath, she wiped it away with the back of her hand and loaded up her toothbrush again, holding back a choking sound as she began to vigorously brush her teeth. Her fangs gleamed deadly in the mirror, and she was morbidly aware of how ghastly she was looking. Monstrous.
Finally, the ordeal was over and she finished washing up. But no amount of water could scrub away her pallor. Had it been that the night had worn her so thin? Or was this what she had become? Clover couldn't help thinking to herself that no amount of makeup could help this.
Sighing in spite of herself, she backed away from the sink and happened to turn towards the bathroom window. The glass was frosted, but she could just begin to make out an early morning glow emerging from the twilight. As though entranced, she walked over to the window and placed her fingertips on the glass. It held no warmth. Not that she had expected it to. She wondered if the sun were just peeking up over the horizon by this point? Or was it just the sky lightening? For a fleeting moment, she had a mind to open the window and investigate. After all, the cold night air would hold no consequence for her.
But she was a coward. Or perhaps she was intelligent at the very least.
She felt a moment of overwhelming sadness as she backed away from the glass and picked up her toothbrush. Walking from the sun, she headed back into the safety of the hallway, padding her way down the corridor to her room. The lights were off. She could only guess at what Koln and Ruby were doing. She didn't care.
Walking to her bed, she once again snuggled her way down into the covers. Closing her eyes she allowed herself to submit to the calming, yet fleeting, escape from reality that rest provided.
'I hate this. I hate my existence. I don't want to fight. I don't want to see all that death and destruction. I just want to be me. And to be normal. And... if I can't be either of those... maybe I'm not... meant to be... at all.."
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