Short Example For Gaia - Maeve

The chance of discovering what Maeve discovered that day was so small that she had no choice but to see it as some kind of destiny. Twisted in more ways than one, but destiny.
It was one of the rare opportunities where Maeve actually ventured outside of her apartment complex or put any thought into self care and maintenance. One of the rare days that she felt the faintest glimmer of hope and normality. Anymore, those days were steadily dwindling, which added to the shock of what she saw.
Getting out of bed that morning, she felt the sting and regret of the choices she's made. Maeve felt the stab in her gut, and the pull was enough to desire to live a day, at least a day, where she could pretend her life was as simple as the strangers she so often saw on the street.
So, that was the beginning. Maeve took a shower, dressed in the select few presentable clothes she owned, put care into her hair, and actually ate breakfast.