Snippet #1786251

Alice was puzzled more than one type of soap. She didn't care what kind of soap she used, soap in general would be perfect. 

"I.. I . Umm soap? Soap.. Any soap is good." she struggled to wrap her head around any type of luxuries.

Jaz ran around like a mad woman.  She stood like an idiot with her mouth agape. Her frail body shook with laughter, Jaz's way of moving was hilarious she was so quick and move like a hurricane.  Clothes and shoes were going everywhere. 

"Jace.. Help me!" she mocked. 

Alice looked for the shower around the corner maybe she could escape before Jaz got a hold of her.

"I'm going to shower" she spoke quietly now, more sober. 

She grabbed the soap Jaz had left and hobbled to a room which she presumed the shower in.  

Alice stripped off her dirt hardened clothes and blood stained undergarments. A small mirror hung in the room, she hadn't seen herself in a proper mirror for a long time. Alice had only gotten glances of herself in small reflective items and she was curious what she looked like. She stepped cautiously in from of the mirror.

The frailness of her frame scared her, she hadn't realized how skinny she'd gotten. Her body was stained with all sorts of mud and blood. Her hair was riddled with all sorts of interesting objects mostly sticks and mud.  She couldn't stand to look at how deteriorated her body had gotten and how sickly she was looking. 

Jumping in the shower she turned the taps quickly allowing the glorious warm water to run down her body she let her worries flow down the drain with the muddied water.