DAY 58: WOMEN'S SHOWERS (FOURTH SHIFT)

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To Lily, showers were a natural aspect of the day, much like mediocre food and being ordered around by voices over speakers. It wouldn't be right to say that this place was like her home--it was different in countless ways, most of them good--but for her, the familiarity that many people felt when first entering the greenhouse or recreation field

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[lovecrafty]

Rose didn't like losing. Especially not in games that reflected on her intellect and vocabulary, both of which were exemplary. She didn't quite stomp into the showers, but the raincloud above her head was all but palpable.

The room was large and open; big enough to drop an alchemiter at Ground Zero and merely improve the privacy of all concerned. It was just girls here, though, so Rose wasn't unduly worried. She washed her hair, which kept falling in her face without a headband, and redressed in clothing that had, sadly, not undergone any improvements in her absence.

Absolution abated, Rose whisked out of the showers as quickly as she'd entered.

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