The decor is not what she had imagined. Her roommate was above average in size and strength. Depending on self control to avoid another outburst, she tried to relax and act like she was enjoying it. What other option did she have? It is amazing what one can endure to survive.
She stared at the black iron cylinders until it was over. The roommate was satisfied. She wanted to close her eyes and wake up six months previous in her nice suburban lifestyle with her annoying husband and demanding children. Time cannot be rewound. What is done, is done.
Breakfast alarms sounded. Everyone, including Olive, stood and exited their rooms. In a single file line, they got their trays. A new day has begun.