—Earlier That Morning—
At the break of dawn, Evalyn awoke promptly at 4 am, her usual time. She swiftly showered with practiced efficiency before brushing her teeth with her familiar pink toothbrush. She reached into her drawer and pulled out a random pair of pink panties, the only color in the drawer. Once dressed in leggings and a loose white t-shirt, a once-regular outfit now tinged with a sense of detachment, Evalyn prepared to leave her room.
Pausing before the mirror, she examined her reflection.
"You look like shit," Evalyn chuckled, noting the dark circles beneath her eyes. "I guess it's fitting, considering your personality. Better not to act pretty after my fight with…"
I want to say thank you to Jesse_Love, who I haven't thanked that much despite them voting every single day, in both power stones and golden tickets. It's long overdue, so thank you a lot. I'm drowning in life catch up, but I'll give you a bonus chapter in the future.
Regarding Evalyn's disorder: I'm not disclosing it. Every major character has a mental or personality disorder. It's why they're so life-like and often relatable – it's because we're all kinda fucked up. XD Thanks for reading!