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other room.
I walked inside and the door closed behind me. A rather narrow hallway lead me to the inside of the room, and I stopped in front of a door to my right that was in the middle of the small hallway. I pressed a black button next to it, and the door opened to reveal a bathroom. It was beautiful, completely wrapped in marble, with a large shower closed in by glass, the likes of which I’d never seen. Was this how the people in those giant skyscrapers lived? If so, maybe Matthew had a good idea by wishing for an apartment in one of those buildings.
I walked out of the bathroom, the door closing behind me, and came into the room itself, a room seemingly as large as most of my apartment back home. There was a bed against the back wall facing the screen; it looked fluffy, and at least ten feet wide. I put my hand on the comforter, the down blanket puffing inwards under the light weight of my hand before I let go, seeing it slowly fill up with air again.
I had never experienced such luxury before, and I was unsure if I ever would again. I couldn’t believe I was staying here, in a place as nice as this. It was almost as if they gave us all of this so that we’d forget what we were really doing here. If that was their angle, it was definitely working, and I had only just walked inside the room. I couldn’t imagine what I’d feel like after actually sleeping and living in here.
I looked at the end of the bed, seeing my uniform, before walking over to a closet, opening it, and saw about ten of them hanging inside. The uniform itself wasn’t much to talk about, all black except for a portion of the shirt, which featured a purple six outlined in a thin white trim over the left breast, which I didn’t think necessary considering we were already wearing colored bands on our wrists that gave away where we were from.
I didn’t get dressed right away like they wanted, knowing I had some time to decompress and look around before they’d call us out again. I kicked off my shoes, jumped back on the bed, and sunk in. A stack of two pillows propped me up enough to look at the screen, the cars in the street below the camera whizzing by as people the size of ants scurried about, and I got to relax while they worried about getting to their next appointment.
The camera was in a part of town I had never even gone to, an area where you seemed to need a higher net worth just to set foot, even though it wasn’t cut off from everyone else. I guessed I just felt out of place going to an area like that, walking around in my ratty and sometimes stained clothes as everyone else walked around in high-end outfits, all perfectly coordinated and manicured, each of them looking at me like I was some kind of filthy servant girl who could give them some kind of incurable disease. I knew they wouldn’t treat me right, and I figured I could be treated a little better if I stayed around my own kind, even though they weren’t the greatest people either. Sometimes you need to pick the lesser of two evils.
The comforter felt soft against my bare feet; with my toes curling up, I felt as if I were lying on a cloud, the bed perfectly forming around my cold, tired body, my eyes still having a hard time staying open after my lack of sleep last night. I looked up for the first time and saw that the ceiling was gold, contrasting with the snow-white walls that wrapped around me. I had no idea how long I had been in here, since time was escaping me as I relaxed, trying not to think about having to leave this room even for a second to go and train, which I wasn’t sure I would be ready for. Couldn’t I just stay in here until the tournament? I’d take my chances with the competition.
I closed my eyes for what felt like just a second, and I swore I could hear the sounds of traffic from the screen in front of me. I opened my eyes again, halfway, but the sound went away as soon as they opened.
“Ten minutes remaining. Please make sure you are dressed
I walked inside and the door closed behind me. A rather narrow hallway lead me to the inside of the room, and I stopped in front of a door to my right that was in the middle of the small hallway. I pressed a black button next to it, and the door opened to reveal a bathroom. It was beautiful, completely wrapped in marble, with a large shower closed in by glass, the likes of which I’d never seen. Was this how the people in those giant skyscrapers lived? If so, maybe Matthew had a good idea by wishing for an apartment in one of those buildings.
I walked out of the bathroom, the door closing behind me, and came into the room itself, a room seemingly as large as most of my apartment back home. There was a bed against the back wall facing the screen; it looked fluffy, and at least ten feet wide. I put my hand on the comforter, the down blanket puffing inwards under the light weight of my hand before I let go, seeing it slowly fill up with air again.
I had never experienced such luxury before, and I was unsure if I ever would again. I couldn’t believe I was staying here, in a place as nice as this. It was almost as if they gave us all of this so that we’d forget what we were really doing here. If that was their angle, it was definitely working, and I had only just walked inside the room. I couldn’t imagine what I’d feel like after actually sleeping and living in here.
I looked at the end of the bed, seeing my uniform, before walking over to a closet, opening it, and saw about ten of them hanging inside. The uniform itself wasn’t much to talk about, all black except for a portion of the shirt, which featured a purple six outlined in a thin white trim over the left breast, which I didn’t think necessary considering we were already wearing colored bands on our wrists that gave away where we were from.
I didn’t get dressed right away like they wanted, knowing I had some time to decompress and look around before they’d call us out again. I kicked off my shoes, jumped back on the bed, and sunk in. A stack of two pillows propped me up enough to look at the screen, the cars in the street below the camera whizzing by as people the size of ants scurried about, and I got to relax while they worried about getting to their next appointment.
The camera was in a part of town I had never even gone to, an area where you seemed to need a higher net worth just to set foot, even though it wasn’t cut off from everyone else. I guessed I just felt out of place going to an area like that, walking around in my ratty and sometimes stained clothes as everyone else walked around in high-end outfits, all perfectly coordinated and manicured, each of them looking at me like I was some kind of filthy servant girl who could give them some kind of incurable disease. I knew they wouldn’t treat me right, and I figured I could be treated a little better if I stayed around my own kind, even though they weren’t the greatest people either. Sometimes you need to pick the lesser of two evils.
The comforter felt soft against my bare feet; with my toes curling up, I felt as if I were lying on a cloud, the bed perfectly forming around my cold, tired body, my eyes still having a hard time staying open after my lack of sleep last night. I looked up for the first time and saw that the ceiling was gold, contrasting with the snow-white walls that wrapped around me. I had no idea how long I had been in here, since time was escaping me as I relaxed, trying not to think about having to leave this room even for a second to go and train, which I wasn’t sure I would be ready for. Couldn’t I just stay in here until the tournament? I’d take my chances with the competition.
I closed my eyes for what felt like just a second, and I swore I could hear the sounds of traffic from the screen in front of me. I opened my eyes again, halfway, but the sound went away as soon as they opened.
“Ten minutes remaining. Please make sure you are dressed
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