Another morning. Just like the rest.

The mirror reflecting Andreas features when the cabinet was closed behind it. Disheveled red hair. Pale skin. Thin signs of wrinkles that couldn't help but give off the illusion of fatigue. No, not an illusion. She felt tired. She felt tired waking up, felt tired after it took her twenty minutes to get out of bed, felt tired making her way across the room, and felt tired while she stared at her own reflection.

Eyes closed. Andrea leaned forward and pressed forehead against the cool surface of the mirror. Chest rose, then fell as the shaken exhale left past her dry lips. "Wake up.." She told herself in a soft murmur. "You can do this.." Words of encouragement filled the bathroom, though only thoughts of doubt filled her mind.

Vision returned. Her eyes opening. Andrea looked down to the sink and the bottles of pills that sat in front of her. Anti-Depressants. The list can go on.

This was her morning ritual now. Ever since what happened.

No, that was a lie.. she had been like this for quite some time. She thought moving to RhyDin would help her. Thought it would give her a new life.. Then, things only crashed once more. A slow spiral that only sent her deeper and deeper into what can only be described as this.. void.

Fishing out one of each pill. She'd hold them within open palm and give them one last look before throwing them back, into her mouth. Leaning over soon after to cup hands under running water, then taking a drink. Swallowing back.

Shaking hands out over the sink, then lifting them up to run wet palms over her face. Another deep breath taken.

".. Come on, smile.."

Hands moved away from her face. Arms dropping to her side. Andrea was face to face with the mirror once more. This time, she had a smile on her face. The false one she wore often in front of others.

Smile.. and get through the day. Smile for Raye.. Smile and try to be happy.