A Broken Mirror
—Earlier That Morning—
At the break of dawn, Evalyn awoke promptly at 4 am, her usual time. She swiftly showered with practiced efficiency before brushing her teeth with her familiar pink toothbrush. She reached into her drawer and pulled out a random pair of pink panties, the only color in the drawer. Once dressed in leggings and a loose white t-shirt, a once-regular outfit now tinged with a sense of detachment, Evalyn prepared to leave her room.
Pausing before the mirror, she examined her reflection.
"You look like shit," Evalyn chuckled, noting the dark circles beneath her eyes. "I guess it's fitting, considering your personality. Better not to act pretty after my fight with…"