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Subject: SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK Sat Mar 09, 2019 11:16 pm
Wanda wobbled in some time after the box twist had finished up.
"I'm."
"A."
'FAILURE."
She didn't actually burst into tears--throwing off her already questionable sleep schedule had knocked out all her energy reserves--but GOD did Wanda want to. "I missed out on VERY VALUABLE OBSERVATION TIME."
"I have been called many things.
1. Spazzy 2. Useless lesbian 3. Adrennaline junkie 4. Incapable of understanding boundaries 5. A GENIUS
"But I forgot the most important title..." She sniffled, wiping her eyes. "A scientist. I had a PLAN in coming on this show! Observe all the contestants, latch onto someone who has the skills I lack, and power through the competition with them! But I wasted time being CHARMING and SLEEPING so NOW I DON'T KNOW WHO TO LATCH ONTO."
She ended her rant with her arms in the air, yelling to the heavens... then stopped for a moment, slowly lowering her arms and staring into space. Oh god no. The sleep. It was coming. "I need. Stimulation." Wanda blinked, heavy lids barely lifting. "Gotta pick soon. Gotta scout out a partner. Sergio looks like my twin... Delin's too squishy to complain... Pretty girls are pretty... P-reeeeeetttyyyyy ggggiiiirrrr-" and with that, Wanda was out. Again.