Hunter slowly rose from the sink, water continuing to run down her face. One arm propped itself up using the edge of the sink, and scrubbed her cheek roughly. She tried desperately to ignore the continued nagging of her shadow about her disgusting and irresponsible habits. Progress was slow, and that was because she wasn't taking care of herself all too good. With a groggy roll of her eyes, she gave her face a final scrub and exited the washroom swiftly. With the same haste she cafeteria and its ever growing population. Again, she occasionally shoulder checked anybody that didn't give her sufficient room to move. It was suffocating in the crowded room. 

[i][b]"Move it."[/i][/b] Her shadow would growl for her, even though it knew full well that nobody could hear it.

With haste she made her way to the dorms, head low once again. Avoiding the eyes of anything that passed by her, or ignoring the friendly greetings of teachers. It made her look like an asshole, but it was something she was used to doing so well. She was still locked in the mindset that everyone was probably giving her a condescending look or worse. Lost in her own abyss of thoughts, she hadn't noticed the door that led to the dorms and slammed right into it. It rewarded her with her shadow going into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Shut up, asshole!" Hunter snarled.