Utterly Mad

The last couple of days felt surreal despite Virgo living through every waking moment of it. She lacked sleep and comfort after being stripped away from her work and family, and though she didn't make many friends on the job nor was her family all that close to her, she still couldn't believe that was all behind now. That all that she had worked for and thought was important was no longer such.

Virgo felt sick the whole ride to the shelter and had little signs of lightening up. She wasn't hungry nor did she feel like she could stomach anything down, but she new she had to eat something eventually. That'd be a matter she'd settle later. At the moment she was absorbed by lethargy and merely wanted to sit alone after the long, silent bus ride. Ivan, whose name she learned on the trip, made his focus to the lockers while Virgo went to one of the empty cubicles, removed her green visor, untied her bun letting the hair flop down to her shoulders, and put her hands over her eyes. This couldn't be happening.