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Cyrus arrived home with bruises, and cuts. This wasn’t anything unusual, he came home like this everyday. He stumbled into the living room and sat on the couch, with a deep sigh.

“I’m tired of this.. so tired.” Cyrus complained about his job. “Your making my day even worse. What are you doing just standing there? Go get me something to drink.” He said harshly, but only because he was upset.