The door hinge moaned loud enough for her to open her eyes.
"Well look who's here. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised."
She let out something between a sigh and a cough and readjusted her neck, although you would have a hard time noticing, her face pale enough to blend in with the sheets, save two grey, lackluster eyes and the bags they carry. Even her hair, what used to be such a vibrant strawberry blond, looked dimmed and darkened, almost as if that's what was weighing her head down.
"Really, you're not surprised to see me?"
"It was only a matter of time. Now I've slipped to the point where I can't tell what I'm looking at, talking to the visions of my mind."
"A vision, hm? Is that all I am?"
"Of course that's all you are. It'd either be that or my one admiration himself took off from his infinitely busy schedule to travel a quarter of the globe and walk into my room without any sort of notice." She smirked, and almost even laughed, but it wasn't quite a smile. What first appeared