*shower turning on*
[Anaiah Orlando's thoughts]
Crying in my shower on the night it happened.
Wondering if every plan is destined to fail.
I cradle my chest as the drops bring my comfort.
My chest is aching now. And my eyes are tight.
I feel as though I may burst from the inside.
This is much more comforting.
But it's still there. It's pain. (voice): It's pain.
And I'm disappearing.
Disappearing.
Disappearing.
(Voices)
[Skit: clip from Blade Runner]
Roy Batty: “like...tears...in, rain."
*shower shuts off*