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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4610296" data-attributes="member: 79171">'I can't believe I'm taking a shower at 4AM...'Clover felt like a wreck. The confrontation with Koln aside, she had never in her life ever felt so... dirty. The sewer water clung to her like the scent of bad cologne, and she undressed as quickly as she could once she was safely within the confines of the bathroom. In the private shower stall, she took a good long look at herself in the mirror that someone had hung on the back of the door. This was the first time she had really looked at her own reflection since her Embrace.She was pale. And not just her normal, I-don't-get-enough-sun-because-I-spend-too-much-time-studying pale, either. She shivered a little as she reached up to trace her hands over her own skin. Her veins showed through as though they were protected by nothing but a thin sheet of plastic. Her pallor was not attractive at all, she concluded.She looked pasty.Sickly.Clover shook her head in disgust, wondering if she would always look like this. She had never taken herself for narcissistic, but this entire experience had left her with a very clear picture of what she had always enjoyed seeing in the mirror. Turning her back on her reflection, she turned on the shower and stepped into the stream of water. She knew that it was hot, however she could not seem to take in any of that heat no matter how high she turned it up.  The knob stuck. The heat was up as far as it would go. Any normal human would be suffering second degree burns by now. But not her. Clover pressed her lips together in aggravation, realizing that she would never again feel warm. Where a nice hot shower had always been a comfort, she now found it mocking. An agonizing reminder of her situation. She washed her hair, practically smelling the stench of the sewer drip off of her. This was the first time that she had been alone. Away from Ruby and Koln. She was glad for the time she had to reflect. It was difficult to watch Koln suffer. And Clover was still trying to get a grasp on Ruby, too. As someone who normally found it so easy to read people, she found herself struggling with these two. She felt lost and confused. But at the same time, she knew that she had to keep a stiff upper lip. The three of them were in trouble. There was no doubting that. But Clover felt an unebbing need to stay strong for them. To maintain some kind of control. Koln kept losing touch with reality. Ruby kept switching back and forth between her wild and demure natures. Clover realized, with an ounce of mortification, that she might just be the only sane, mature one left. And so, right there on the spot, Clover suddenly found herself promising to stay strong and responsible for Ruby and Koln, who could not seem to be able to care for themselves. Suffering... acting... for them.It was going to be a long eternity.Clover was just finishing up when she turned and suddenly saw a hole in the wall behind her. She froze for a moment. She took a shower here nearly every day. Was that hole always there? Or was it new? It seemed big enough that a hand could fit through it.Cautiously, she peered into it, seeing only blackness. It was unnerving. Frowning, she quickly turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing her towel and wrapping up, looking accusingly back at the non-descript hole. It was probably nothing, but it made her worry. She would make sure to take a shower in the next stall over, next time.PS- No, I will not draw Clover in the shower fan art! She wears little enough clothes as it is. Use your imagination if you're so curious <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":P" title="Stick out tongue    :P"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":P" /></blockquote>

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