[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/504122082729132034/749552239319711834/Waves.gif[/img][hr] [color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Sunshine & Waverley's Room -> Outside Jack, James & Casper's Room [color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr] Waverley woke with a start, gasping for breath as if she were a drowning woman coming up for air. It wasn't unusual for the anxious girl to have nightmares. Hell, she'd always been more prone to nightmares than dreams. And she probably would've assumed what had happened the previous night was one such nightmare, were it not for the lingering thrum of a recently dissipated headache ringing in her head, no doubt a result of the chemicals she'd breathed in. Before she even gave herself an opportunity to fully wake up, she swung out of bed, the blankets clinging to her legs, causing her to stumble as she stood from her slumber. Her eyes immediately flicked to Sunshine's bed, hoping she'd find the blonde girl laying there, snug as a bug in a rug. But there was no Sunshine, no bug, no rug, only a mattress devoid of an owner. Waverley could feel her heart begin to quicken, and as she reached the door, kicking away the bedding around her feet, she saw her hand shaking as opened it. She knew the symptoms of a panic attack. Soon the shortness of breath would come, and she'd be a useless lump curled up crying in a corner. But she wasn't yet. [color=purple]"SUNSHINE?!"[/color] she screamed out into the Underground, her voice dry and raspy, as if her throat hadn't been told it was time to wake up yet. As she stood there in the doorway of their room, waiting for a response she didn't expect to come, a face flashed in her head, standing over her in their dark room, holding a strong-smelling rag to mouth. It was an achingly familiar face. One that she'd seen all too often, going into the room right next to theirs. It only took a few paces to get there, with her hand dragging along the wall as she did. Once she got to it, she wasted no time, banging on the door with her open palm. She didn't care if she who she woke up. She had to figure out where her roommate was. [color=purple]"JACK?! JACK, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER?!"[/color]