Eyes opened to the loud sight of everybody getting up and ready for another bland day in prisonville. Hannah nodded with a drowsy smile forming in the corners of her mouth, struggling to pull herself from her bed and getting ready to take a wake-up shower. Although...
The girl wanted to inquire Slayer about the time, but the older girl rushing out of the dorm seemed a good enough indication that time was, and always will be, too short for that.
Still drunk on a great amount of sleep, Hannah dressed herself in the only clothes that were at hand; A black hoodie along with navy-blue jeans, a pair of pink sneakers and her favourite hat. Scratching her still sleepy arms, the girl vaguely reached for her tablet and rushed down for the cafeteria. If she was quick, she could, perhaps, still digest a sandwich before the whole place was coming down...