Point-of-View: Ilex Sarralot
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Hm? What's going on? It sounds like someone's pounding on my door. I sat up with a groan and rubbed my eyes, letting out a yawn. What time is it?
I glanced at the clock in my room, frowning as the incessant pounding on my door continued...it's 10 AM. I was training last night, and went to sleep around 3 AM, and I'm still kinda sleepy.
A few more hours of shut eye sounds really appealing right now...but whoever's hammering away on my door won't stop, damn it!
I got up with an irritated grumble, putting on my clothes before dragging my feet out of my room and heading for the front door, muttering to myself as the pounding continued, giving me a headache.
"I'm coming, so cut it out!" I snapped before unlocking the door and swinging it open, "What!?"
