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[Bailos]

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With a heavy sigh, Bailos softly pushed the heavy wooden door of his room close, leaning against in out of fatigue and a need to shut it tightly, his weight secures it against the frame as he latches it shut.

Trudging his way over to his small, but adequate bed with his shoulders slouched and his feet dragging, he sloughs down to sit, staring out the window and then resting his head in his hands.

A lengthy pause ends when he begins rubbing his eyes with one hand and propping the other up on his knee. Under his breath, he think aloud, "Why do I do this?!" ending it with a sigh.

He began to ramble, at a slow pace; "Another day...more of the same.....

where the hell has he been anyways?

I have plans of my own you know.........

....with or without his help"

After another moment, he readjusts and stretches out over his bed, not bothering to get under the covers, and closes his eyes. After a few moments, he opens one eye, looks at a candle accross the room, exhales sharply, and the candle is extinguished, and he begins to sleep.