addiction probably

"Why won't anyone listen to me?"


The words echoed through Aisu's head over and over, it was obvious she was pissed off about the latest trial, she suggested the newest or dead now, murderer, yet nobody believed her, they blamed her or 'added her onto the list of people who did' when she obviously didn't.
But of course as any trial goes, she is blamed, when she didn't do it and (for the last few trials) where no longer thrown into a habit of panic.


All that panic was washed away, she finally believes that nothing is still real, but she has to survive for her own sake, not for anyone else's. Hell she broke as many promises as she pleased, Tomoko her old acquaintance was nothing but a shadowy figure in the back of her head, she forgot about him, as much as people brought him up, still, she simply didn't understand who they where talking about.


Aisu was tempted to look around for a cigarette in the back on the Storage Room, her footsteps could be heard as the sound echoed throughout the place, the girl then pushed her hair back and looked in hopes for the drug and a pony tail holder or hair tie.


Maybe she could find a bottle of wine while she was in here, the hockey player was about ready to let herself go, cigarette's where as tempting as wine at this very moment. Aisu shrugged and went along with what she had planned, the girl continued to look crate through crate. Ironically she was searching for matches to light the cigarette, in the same room fire was used, ah, good times. 


Aisu rubbed her eyes until she finally found a packet of cigarettes, and a lighter next to it (Y/N?), as if it was set up for her liking. The girl then finally picked out a single cigarette and a lighter, sooner or later she lit the piece of drug, put it in her mouth and took a deep breath.


The hockey player sighed, feeling the smoke come out of her mouth, she repeated the steps regardless and walked around until she found a hair tie in which she put her hair up in a high ponytail, smiling in what it seemed for years, Aisu sat down in the  Storage Room, and felt herself relax, she then put both the cigarettes and lighter in her shorts pocket, and continued onward. 

The hockey player knew she wasn't ever gonna get her hockey career back because of said things she has done on this boat, but the smoking is a huge no when playing hockey, in which finally stopped the marks of her ability to even bother with trying to get out of here.

Motivation lost, the girl laid back and enjoyed lingering in her mess of herself, for another trial will probably be called soon, and she won't be the one being murdered....sadly.