She sat on the bed fully dressed. It was early, maybe 5 in the morning, but she couldn't go back to sleep, in truth she had hardly slept as it was. Her mind was buzzing with thoughts and emotions.
Eventually, she decided to go for a walk.
The morning air was crisp, and there was a cool breeze blowing in from across the water. She ended up on the beach. Sitting quietly at the edge of the waves. Letting the sound of each one fill her thoughts. Propped up on her arms, behind her, she felt the sand run through her fingers and oddly, the foreign texture calmed her a little.
On the horizon, there was a thin ribbon of pink light as the sun announced the start of another day.
Johanna liked being alone...not because she disliked people, but because when she was alone, she didn't have to pretend. She didn't have to hide who she was. She didn't have to fear hurting anyone...
And that was the real truth, she didn't like being alone, but she was afraid of letting anyone get too close, she couldn't bear the pain of losing anyone else she loved.
After her family...she had tried to keep her distance, but somewhere along the line she had found a friend, someone who understood her and what she had been through. But now Finnick was gone too...just like her family, just like everyone else she had ever cared about. She had no one except herself, but at least that way she didn't have the inevitable end and the pain it would leave in its place. And that was how she planned to keep it.
As the sun raised its head she stood, brushing grains of white sand from her uniform and began walking back to report for the morning. Ready to start another day.