I woke up in the bathroom floor, shivering from the cold. The exertion had apparently taken its toll on me.
I felt stiff and tried to stand up, slowly, using the toilet and sink as support. My legs wobbled for a bit, but didn't give in, so I stood there, leaning over the sink and watching myself on the mirror. I looked awful. Abnormally pale, messed up hair, blood-shot eyes, and covered in sweat, I barely recognized myself.
Turning on the faucet was easy enough, and the cold water ran clear through my fingers. I joined hands under the stream, and made a small cup, which filled up instantly.
Bending down, I brought the cup to my lips and drained it from its content. I remember thinking I had never tasted such pure water. Again I filled the cup, and again I drank it, until my thirst was satiated. I refilled the cup two more times in order to wash my face, and despite being cold, the water brought some life to my cheeks, as they had acquired a red, healthy tone.
I used my still wet hands to comb my hair the best I could, and then ran them through my pants, in an attempt to dry them off.
Before leaving the bathroom, I opened my backpack and pulled out the empty water bottle, filled it up and put it back in its place.
Several chills coursed through me, and I was reminded of the cold I was feeling, so I turned left and reached for the door that would allow me to return to my seat.
I felt stiff and tried to stand up, slowly, using the toilet and sink as support. My legs wobbled for a bit, but didn't give in, so I stood there, leaning over the sink and watching myself on the mirror. I looked awful. Abnormally pale, messed up hair, blood-shot eyes, and covered in sweat, I barely recognized myself.
Turning on the faucet was easy enough, and the cold water ran clear through my fingers. I joined hands under the stream, and made a small cup, which filled up instantly.
Bending down, I brought the cup to my lips and drained it from its content. I remember thinking I had never tasted such pure water. Again I filled the cup, and again I drank it, until my thirst was satiated. I refilled the cup two more times in order to wash my face, and despite being cold, the water brought some life to my cheeks, as they had acquired a red, healthy tone.
I used my still wet hands to comb my hair the best I could, and then ran them through my pants, in an attempt to dry them off.
Before leaving the bathroom, I opened my backpack and pulled out the empty water bottle, filled it up and put it back in its place.
Several chills coursed through me, and I was reminded of the cold I was feeling, so I turned left and reached for the door that would allow me to return to my seat.
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