Time to sleep and rest and not shower and just-- yes.

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@suminxout
Time to sleep and rest and not shower and just-- yes.
amber-out replied to your post: I’ve been here for how long? And just now I did my...
/pets your face/ it’s okay bby
I'll get better-- /puffs cheeks;
I've been here for how long? And just now I did my first thing.
─ Famished rescue ● Sumin and Jessica
Sumin's back hit the cold concrete wall, and she slid to the dirty floor. The sounds of her actions and reactions to the cold could be heard through the entire empty building, or at least the floor she was at, but she couldn't care less. Not that she heard it well either, her own whiny moans of hunger and surprise; all she could hear was her own throbbing heart, the blood flowing through herself up to her head, and her panting breath. The sound must be appealing to the monsters outside, she thought with a slight crooked smile.
As she began to calm down, pain struck her. Her stomach was caving in with emptiness, and it felt like several knives shove into her from all sides. "Whe--" she whispered to herself. When was the last time she had eaten? Two days? Five days? About a week seemed more fitting, and she could feel it taking a toll on her. She felt absolutely helpless. She couldn't move, she didn't have any water left, nor any food which seemed to be what she needed. She owned no strength -- she was going to die like this. She knew it. At least she would die with her humanity close, right? She could be reunited with her loved ones.
Despite all the positive thoughts she attempted to bring forth, tears were streaming down her face. And no matter how painful it was, soft sobs followed slowly. Sumin couldn't control them anymore, and she didn't care if she could be heard by anybody outside or in any of the floors above her. She didn't care if she was welcoming the flesh-eating zombies in to feed from her fragile body. She felt lost, and emotions were overflowing. "Damn it." Sumin cursed under her choked breath, her hands balling a tight grasp of her shirt.
I was planning on coming here last night and use all night on you guys, but alcohol got the best of me so-- forgive mee. ;;