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Root had woken up fairly early this morning, stretching and yawning. It felt like a typical day, not knowing that today was a day the crew would find someone had died somewhere in this park again. Remembering, for the first time in a while, he needed to change, Root found that he needed to wash some clothes. Sighing, and bringing his clothes with him he made his way to the laundromat, after taking care of a few things in his room, including collecting his notes so he could work on his science projects while he did his clothes.