Lacuna
eyebrow queen
"We're all human, aren't we?
Every human life is worth the same,
and worth saving."
-JK Rowling
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❝ Camryn Lockwood ❞
Rolling over in her bed Camryn’s eyes flickered open. Letting out a sigh she rolled over, pulling a pillow over her face. Here’s to another boring day cooped up inside the hospital she got to call home. Sure, the hospital nurses would do their best to plan events for them, but living in a hospital was no way to spend her glory years. Kids her age were going to prom, getting ready for college, staying out late and really living. She envied their perfect health, and hated them because they never took it for granted.
Pulling the pillow off her face she glanced over at her clock, 8:03am. Perfect timing, she had just enough time to get down to the cafeteria and get food before all the over night, sappy eyed parents with their obnoxious kids were even up. She had it all down to a science; breakfast food was out from 7 to 10:30. Any time from 7:30 to about 8:45 was the golden time to go, the food was always hot and freshly made after the 3rd shift nurses grabbed breakfast before heading home. Anytime later than 9 was utter hell; screaming kids and parents to tired to function.
Rolling out of bed she slipped on her moccasins, and threw on her fathers old beat up hoodie over her pajamas. Yawning and stretching she looked over at her roommates bed, she was still sleeping. It wasn’t much of a surprise to her. Camryn was always up early in the morning, it never matter how much sleep she got, if any. Taking a quick glance in the mirror she threw her hair up into a messy bun before proceeding to write a small note to her roommate. Went to the cafeteria for some grub. She knew it was pointless to write her a note; it was the same routine every morning. But, it was the polite thing to do, right?
Exiting the room she walked down the empty hallway, passing the occasional nurse. The cafeteria thankfully wasn’t that far from her room, just down the hall and straight down the stairs. Well, elevator for her. Going down stairs wasn’t much of a problem for her, it was going up. 10 steps up and she would already be getting dizzy.