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After I turned the water off I grabbed a towel from the rack and dried my hair out. The water droplets quickly slid down my semi-water proof hair, another trait of survival, so it dries quickly and I pin it up in a bun. I quickly slip into my now clean outfit, wrapping my hands, feet, and face, before stepping out into Hunter's room carefully, not knowing if he is still there or not. I maneuver myself back to my original room, no doubt I'll be forcefully moved into that other one, and set myself on the bed. I still pretend to be injured when Lydia brings in a food try, it was finally free of the medication scent, so I take the plate and gently eat the small sandwich she brought. I take all of the meat out and leave the lettuce and the bread. I take the cheese also and sit back on the bed