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Once inside, Matt shut the door behind him, taking a deep breath meant to relax; he was still wary of bathrooms, especially after what happened the last time he tried to take a leak at night.
The breathing did nothing. He was still itching to hurry up and get out.
Shaking his head, he moved on, into one of the stalls, to change. Small spaces were Matt's specialty, it seemed, because he finished the deed quickly and with very little banging around against the sides of the stall - and his foot didn't end up in the toilet even once. He proud of himself when he walked out just a few minutes later, checking himself out in the mirror; a nod, and Matt smiled in satisfaction.
He was ready to get after it now.
Grabbing his pillowcase and leaving the Institute's clothing on the floor, Matt headed for the door as he lit a cigarette and took a quick pull.
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