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Zack saw mercy come back in to the room, and saw her go to sleep, envying her ability to fall asleep so easily. He was getting bored sitting around and thinking about what he had done yesterday. Everytime he thought about it, the more he missed home, but he knew it was for the best to leave. Zack decided to do something with his time, and got out a small blank canvas out of his bag, and his oil paints. He walked outside the room, and went out by the road. The downtown area actually looked pretty nice when he wasn't scared of getting mugged at two in the morning. He began to paint, forgetting his troubles with the family back in Boston.