I awoke the following morning laying in bed.
As I struggled to remember how I arrived at my room last night, I sat up and ran my fingers through my unruly hair.
I assumed as a smile grew across my face that I must have drifted asleep and Zee brought me to bed.
I quickly showered after getting down and put on a cozy black shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
I brushed my now mid-shoulder black hair in front of the mirror while I was still standing, and then I put on my silicon mask.
If you look closely, you can see my blonde hair's natural color sprouting out of the root.
I cursed inaudibly as I made a mental note to dye it when I get back to the camp then it struck me. I might not be able to dye it again since I had to show my real identity soon.
Walking out, I knocked on Zee's door since it was opposite mine. When no response came, I walked to the living room.
The guards noticing my presence walked closer as they directed me to the dining room.