HEATHER

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SCP-3090 booted up Heather Mason woke up in her room. It was a seemingly peaceful day, at least to her standards. The past year of her life had been spent in a cell, but she had gotten out of that place. How did she get out? She didn't know. All she remembered is one day being on the surface. "Surface" was a stupid term for it anyway, it's the Outside. She didn't even think most people in the Facility ever saw it. She got up and walked towards her door to go eat breakfast. Living on her own was hard, but she couldn't risk the Foundation finding her with her parents, and they could always talk over Discord anyway. Thankfully, no Foundies or gun-fuckers (as her moms so impolitely referred to the Coalition has) had shown up at her doorstep. Somehow, she was managing to evade them. It's hard to find her at cosplay conventions, so frequently attending those helped. While some would say staying inside would be best, it's definitely not. The more time you interact with people online, the more the Foundation realizes who you are. She was going under the screen-name "notanalias" for now, as a sort of mock to the Foundation. Unfortunately, that name seemed to have backfired, since they're paying closer attention to her now.
She walked into the kitchen, pouring water into four cups. While this would seem like erratic behavior to some, she had to use some water or else she might get investigated by the Foundation or something, since the electricity bill is still running. That, and, water is a good way to kill herself respawn away if endangered.