Kari eventually awoke in the early afternoon of the day, and could immeidately tell by how bright it was outside that she'd already missed school, or a big portion of it. Not really caring because she could write it off as being the medication's fault the nurse gave her, she reminded herself that no one needed to know where she had really been, or what she'd really been doing. After all, they may panic to find out their RA didn't get back to the dorm around three in the morning covered in her own blood. That would just strike up a panic.<br/><br/>She rolled herself out of bed and yawned before stretching her arms above her head and curling her legs in toward her chest. She was sore all over, but for some reason it didn't really bother the high school student. The bruises on her side were starting to change color, a bit of green in them, but surprisingly weren't as painful as the day before. Her bed was damp from having fallen asleep in her wet clothes from the shower when she arrived at the dorm, which only caused a slew of murmuring to escape her lips. Pulling her sheets off so they could dry, Kari placed them out on her chair and desk to dry, hoping that she wouldn't need to go to the laundromat.<br/><br/>Slowly walking to her dresser, Kari removed her damp clothes and started to put on some fresh ones. Wearing a blue T-shirt that matched her eyes, she pulled on a pair of black shorts and slowly walked out of her room. Sliding on some indoor flip flops, she walked down the hallway slowly as her brain began to remember what had occurred the night before. The night before had left Kari with many unanswered questions. She was unable to do anything really about her past, but she couldn't help but feel a bit of the anger toward herself rising back inside her chest.<br/><br/>Part of Kari really resented herself for not being able to stop her mother from leaving her behind to run off with another man, and was the root source of why she had a hero complex. By protecting those who couldn't protect themselves, Kari would be able to prevent her own suffering from occurring within others and overcome the limitations placed upon her. But no matter how many people she protected, Kari always felt that she was weak inside and would fail when the true time came for her to rise up. It was this deep seeded insecurity that held her back from many things.<br/><br/>Running her fingers through her hair to slightly comb it back, she made her way to the small kitchen and started opened a cabinet that was her own. Grabbing some instant coffee, Kari prepared it slowly in her haze of only being partially awake. Mumbling quietly to herself, she continued to sip at the hot caffeinated liquid until her vision finally began to clear up, and her stiff body began to relax.