"Will do!" Quacked Juno, voice shrill from how gone it was. She needed ice and a towel but all she had was the sink...behind the toilet. It would do. With difficulty she once again crawled on all fours to it, and washed her face and hands of the blood from her nose. The cold water hit her nose both with relief and shock, and Juno hissed. She then felt around her face for a couple more sore spots where bruises would be tomorrow, not to mention the swelling under her eyes and on her bottom lip. All things considered it was a damn miracle she still had a mostly intact face. Juno hoped Cecilia would benefit from some miracles too.
She then took a bit of toilet paper and stuck it up the one nostril that seemed to not have stopped bleeding yet, and crawled back to the bunk bed, pushing her shoes off of it and stashing them under the bunk before crawling onto it, finding a comfortable position long after she had first lied down. The blanket provided a small comfort against how cold she felt. Soon enough she might pull the one on top, but she didn't really want to move right now.
Alone with her thoughts, Juno realized she hadn't been in this deep of a shit for a long, long time. Trapped with an abusive asshole who held all the cards. Without wanting to she started laughing at the irony of full circles, running and running to end up stuck in place like fucking Alice. Except now, she knew better, and she felt less like dealing with it one day at a time. Jim forgive her, she felt less like abiding by human rights as well. Hers were clearly slam dunked in the trash, so it stood to reason that she had the unbridled urge to do the same to Simms. Fuck him and fuck his human rights.