He woke up to the feeling of artificial light on his face. Though he might have preferred to sleep in, Snake instead sat up and went through his new routine, perfected through what was now months of being in this sterile, unwelcoming place. He brushed his teeth. He combed his hair the best he could, considering he didn't have a comb. And he made sure his clothes were, if not clean, at least unrumpled and presentable.
Some might ask him why he bothered to try and keep clean in a place like this -- no showers, no shampoo (unless you could pay for it, that is), and of course there was the fact that he was blind. To that Snake would respond politely, with only the faintest hint of disdain in his reply.
Of course it was important. Appearances were always important, even if you couldn't see. Because of course the others could see. And he would not fall behind or be lesser.
He heard footsteps approach, ran quickly through a list of the warehouse's current residents. It was a short list. "Hershel," he said, smiling. His manner was polite, but cool. There was always that distance. "You're up early."
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Some might ask him why he bothered to try and keep clean in a place like this -- no showers, no shampoo (unless you could pay for it, that is), and of course there was the fact that he was blind. To that Snake would respond politely, with only the faintest hint of disdain in his reply.
Of course it was important. Appearances were always important, even if you couldn't see. Because of course the others could see. And he would not fall behind or be lesser.
He heard footsteps approach, ran quickly through a list of the warehouse's current residents. It was a short list. "Hershel," he said, smiling. His manner was polite, but cool. There was always that distance. "You're up early."