Ev wakes up Wednesday morning feeling overall the same as he has for the past few days.
He's at least not got a cold anymore – it seems to have cleared up overnight, fortunately – but he's still pretty pissed about the fact that vampires exist and he got bit by one.
There was a huge fucking bus crash yesterday – wasn't that fun to find out about – and quite a few people he knew are now dead. That is also just fucking perfect. He absolutely adores it when people he knows die.
Now he has school. So he gets up and grabs a set of clothes for the day, and walks over to the bathroom. He pushes the showerhead to the side, turns it on to warm up, and then checks himself over in the mirror – he's pretty sure there's something different about him today but he can't seem to tell what.
After a minute, he decides the water's probably hot enough, so he takes his clothes off and steps into the shower.