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the train doors opened, a *whoosh* sound coming from the inside. james huffed, stepping into the empty tram. he scanned the area, his hazel eyes landing on an empty seat.
james made his way towards the seat and settled down, bags in hand. he placed the packed bags on the floor in between his legs and leaned back. he tried to get comfortable, but you can only get so comfortable with the awful seats provided.
james closed his eyes, sighing as the train started up. sleep soon took him over, sending james into a state of dreams.