Beggar

I have a room. An actual room with a shower inside and my own toilet. Killer explained to me that I’d have to clean it up myself, but it’s mine to decorate as I want.

No one has ever done anything for me, and this entire experience since I got here so far is so unreal, I wait for the show to end, for the players to stop acting and reveal their true selves.

I wasn’t really sure how to feel about it last night when Killer opened the room. A bed big enough for two filled the center and a white dresser with a mirror attached to it took the left side next to the bedroom door.

The one side of ‘my room’ has a window with two white wardrobes on either side. There's a bathroom behind a white door directly opposite the blue linen covered bed that's all mine.

Small dim lights glowed from the white ceiling. It was too much that I just stood staring. I never stayed in anything half as clean. Half as nice.