Zaron
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Deon awoke with a terrible headache and sits up in his bed folding his legs. He reaches to the side of the bed reaching for his backpack for painkillers noticing after swiveling his hand around blindly, there was no bottle to be found. He sighs swinging his legs over and planting his feet on the ground. he holds his head for a moment before standing.
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