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Aylia clocked out of work, picking up her bag and putting her apron away on her way out.

She walked down the streets Septim Sqaure before arriving at an apartment complex. There, she used an elevator to go up 5 floors before it stopped to let her out.

The fifth floor was probably the safest floor, as it consisted of mainly elderly people. Aylia shoved a key into one of the doors and opened it, walking in and locking the door as it closed behind her.

The apartment wasn't flash; it had a grand total of 4 rooms. The kitchen, which was the first room you were in once you entered, consisting of small bench spaces, a mediocre fridge, and an oven/stove combo that only seemed to work under certain conditions.

The next room was the living room, which had a rather average TV, with a beanbag and small couch in front of it. On a shelf behind the chairs was an internet modem that was currently turned off.

Her bedroom, which only had a cupboard and bed.

Finally, the bathroom. It was connected to her bedroom and only had a toilet, shower, sink, and mirror.

While her apartment wasn't flash, Aylia wouldn't trade it for anything. The memories she had here were far more precious than some mansion.