Hayes continued his walk down the stairs that led from the ghost dorms and out into the main courtyard that hosted a variety of outdoor seating. His eyes strained against the change in light and the especially bright sunlight. His red eyes lifted briefly from his eyephone where the book was contained in order to locate a bench and continue his decluttering reading. It took the boil a moment to find one that was off without anyone around before he sat and continued reading. Hayes continued to make grumbly, weak-growling noises but this time, in pleasure rather than dismay. To most creeple it sounded the same.
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