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… Someone outside the simulation room tries to talk to you.
No important information received.
You ignore them.
You walk to your room.
You enter your room.
You sleep-
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-you wake up.
Moments later, the alarm starts beeping. You glance sideways, surprised at its relative location and turn it off. You had fallen asleep standing upright in the middle of your room.
Before you marshal your thoughts as to consider why you did not cocoon yourself in the soft comfort of your own bed last night, another one of the disembodied messages arrives. "Reminder to Anna Sanchez. Upon waking up, bathe and clean self. Eat breakfast. Do other normal things. End message."
Essentially the same message as before. You file it away and think about the coming day.
Today was… Friday. Somehow, the thought cheers you up mildly. Your first week was about to be over, and things were going fine.
… Things were going fine, right? Somehow you feel somewhat uneasy.
You try to pin down the source of the discomfort.
Ah. That's right.
Last night.
You had left without saying goodbye to anyone. It was the first time the entire Flight worked together, too. You also skipped out on visiting your elective classes.
You'll have to make up for it today.
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