How long since I joined this team? A week? Several days? Felt like forever, to be honest.

I had gone through so much shit within that time. First I find out Davis is some ungrateful asshole, then we get caught up in a fight against Desia. Not even that and already I was on the verge of being a psychopath. In the end, I just wanted to go to bed. I didn't need to care anymore. I had new friends, a job (that pays well), and I was content with my life. Letting go of the past is sometimes the only option.

Yet, something still bothered me. Just a nagging feeling. Even when bleeding on eons old tiles, I still think about what is bothering me. "Spruce, hey-" Before I could say anything, Spruce had left the lobby. Celes had already departed to her cabin, as well as Kamina (who snaked through the corridor). For some reason, I felt... a rumbling. Empty, in fact.

I was hungry. I was never hungry. Food was the first thing that popped up in my mind. I was going through some weird change as of lately, but I had never bothered asking anyone about it. At least I didn't seem to change dramatically - hand behind me was still there, but my magnets had stopped twitching. I thought about a wild hypothesis while strolling towards the dinner room, considerably less packed than it was 10 minutes ago. [i]Is this change... a manifestation of my anger and evil?[/i] While I wasn't sure, it did have a reasonable amount of credit to it - these changes seemed to come up when my emotions flared up.

But, then again, I didn't want to care. If was content with my life, surely this would stop or even reverse. I felt like smiling to myself, still wondering how I'd get that bowl of berries inside me. [i]Oh well, here comes smashing them against my eye...[/i]

Everything became blurry from that point. I remember I ate a lot of purple berries, which seemed to have been picked by some dubious kid Pokemon. What did I do? I had no idea. I did remember slamming into bed by all the others, so I guess it wasn't so bad.