After a long day of school and emotional struggles, Ainsley simply went up to her bedroom upon getting home. She didn't need to worry about doing homework and she didn't have any plans so she simply took a nap in the chair by the window under the warm late afternoon sun. Curled up and her torso hidden under a blanket, the twelve year old remained there until dinner time.
Ainsley was feeling better after a chance to rest so she brushed her hair and rubbed her hands down the fabric of her skirt before she went downstairs to meet her sister for dinner. Bell wasn't much of a cook (unless you included what safely was made in the microwave) so it wasn't entirely strange for Ainsley to see a pizza box sitting on the kitchen table. Bell told her to help herself before she disappeared into another room, leaving Ainsley to stare at the box. What awaited Ainsley inside was no surprise given Bell wasn't much of a vegetable person.
An empty plate in her hand, Ainsley pulled a slice of pizza onto it and covered the box with scorn and regret. She thought things would be better after her nap but she felt worse than she had at breakfast. She didn't want to tarnish her sister's good intentions so she would just pick at the pizza and remove the meat. There were still plenty of things on it to eat like the pizza crust, tomato sauce and cheese. It was fine, right? Maybe she should tell Bell. She didn't want to waste food, especially when it came at the cost of a life.
"I..." she began to speak before she changed her mind. There was no reason to alarm her sister. "I'm going to eat in my room."
It wasn't very appetizing by the time Ainsley peeled off the meat. What was left was a triangle piece of dough with some sauce on it. On the side was some cheese that she had peeled meat out of. It was fine. Everything was fine. She ate the unsavory pizza slice and then took the dishes back downstairs. Maybe Cora would like it? She didn't want to waste it so she put it in Cora's dish before rinsing her plate off and putting it in the dishwasher.
Her stomach growled and her eyes fell toward the pizza box on the table again. The smell of the pizza was strong and eventually Ainsley decided that just a bite would be fine, right? It was good. She took a bite after bit of it until she'd eaten the whole slice. Eyes of guilt looked at her hands and soon she found herself rushing to the bathroom to wash them. However, by the time she got to the bathroom she wasn't there to was her hands. The guilt was too much and before Ainsley knew it both slices of pizza were in the toilet. One hand held her hair and the other held her stomach as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Immediately she looked away, hiding herself out of the mirror's view as she washed her face off. It didn't matter how many times she splashed the water onto her face because she couldn't wash the guilt off her face and the expression reflecting off the mirror told her everything she needed to know. This wasn't going to go away. However, she needed to get away from the house for a bit. Leaving the bathroom, Ainsley went back downstairs and put her shoes on. If Ainsley wasn't safe at home or safe at school then where was she safe at? It was ironic but powering up as Hypnos seemed like it would solve her problems.
