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. Is this change... a manifestation of my anger and evil? 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. Oh well, here comes smashing them against my eye...
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.
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. Is this change... a manifestation of my anger and evil? 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. Oh well, here comes smashing them against my eye...
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.