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From the apartment sized room at the outpost, Gwen wiped her eyes again for what felt like the hundredth time today. Her body lay where it had for an eternity and a half as she slowly leaned up to take a look at the blurred clock in front of her. Wednesday. 7:26 P.M. The horror upon learning that she had spent...however many days in her bed, sobbing herself to sleep while her phone blared loud, melancholic music was only muted behind the hunger pains affecting her judgement. She slowly pushed herself off of the bed half awake and walked to the bathroom. [break][break]

Orange strands of hair sticking out in a disheveled mess. Some parts defied gravity and fought against her natural "flow" of hair down her shoulders. The faded shirt she had on was wrinkled and stained with tears of the previous two days. Her pajama bottoms had fold marks where the material have been pressed into the mattress for an extended period of time. Gwen blinked at her reddened eyes and exhaled. [break][break]

"Looks like how I feel." she thought to herself. Although the day was done, there were things that needed done, and Gwen had been exhausted of being in this slump. [break][break]

The warm water from the shower felt as if she had traded in her weighted blanket for something more form fitting. Her hands worked the shampoo into her hair as she felt the sorrow wash itself away. The sound of the water hitting the bottom of the tub gave her enough time to reflect while sitting in silence. The hurt rooted inside of her was as fresh as it was when she had gotten back from Petalburg two days ago. [break][break]

robin coello . Her heart wanted her back. Even in this psychotic state she was in, Gwendolyn hated she couldn't bring back the woman she had fallen in love with. Every hour that went by was another moment of realizing that her anchor in life was gone. She was adrift at sea, having come to Hoenn for nothing. [break][break]

The lone hand on the wall of the shower shook of uncertain fear. Her mind was still shaken from the experience of Sootopolis and learning how to do shit with one arm still. Adding this on top of it was already making everything seem hopeless. She just wanted some peace of mind. The dreams that taunted her of futures that were to never happen had been gnawing at the back of her head. The dread that had forced the ranger onto her knees. All of it hurt, she just wanted to stop thinking... [break][break]

"F-Food. That'll help. I just need food." [break][break]

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