Room 201, Monday
The weekend had been...kinda nice, actually. Alex didn't mind being a little kid again. In fact, she almost wished she could be one again. As a kid, she didn't have any worries or missions to plan. Her only mission had been exploring the woods for treasure, the kind of treasure from an eight-year-old's imaginative mind.
So it was a bit jarring to wake up today as her current self with all the same thoughts of revenge that had consumed her for years. Her mission to infiltrate a secret organization in a few years wasn't quite the same as exploring some woods.
She knew how important this whole thing was. She wasn't doubting that, and she certainly wasn't going to back away from it. She could acknowledge, though, how messed up everything was.
For now, she was just going to sit on her bed and mope. But just a little. She'd take her frustrations out on a bag at the gym later.
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So it was a bit jarring to wake up today as her current self with all the same thoughts of revenge that had consumed her for years. Her mission to infiltrate a secret organization in a few years wasn't quite the same as exploring some woods.
She knew how important this whole thing was. She wasn't doubting that, and she certainly wasn't going to back away from it. She could acknowledge, though, how messed up everything was.
For now, she was just going to sit on her bed and mope. But just a little. She'd take her frustrations out on a bag at the gym later.
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