Charles Xavier

Charles sat in his study, head resting on his hand as he looked down at his book. His eyes kept moving over the same words over and over again, but he couldn't process them. His mind was so full and confusing. He knew he needed to just relax, but if he could just finish this last page. Then he would go to bed. You knocked on his door causing him to lose focus, he got frustrated and looked at the door trying to read the mind of the person who knocked on the door, but he couldn't. Instead he had to say 'come in' to find out who it was.

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