Non-Event --Open
[The city he suddenly found himself wasn't all that different than what he was used to. Even if it had been completely different than what he was used to, it wouldn't have set off any alarms right away. The funny thing about dreams is no matter how strange or outrageous a dream is, the subconscious always finds a way to rationalize it. There was an itching at the back of his mind, attempting to alert him that he should be wary of this place. For now, he didn't worry about it too much.]
Huh, I don't remember heading out to pick anything up. Maybe I'm starting to sleep walk.
[Grins to himself and ruffles the back of his fluffy hair. The more he started to explore the streets, the more he wanted to scratch that itch. His wanderings eventually take him to convenience store. Hey, if he's going to be dazed and confused he might as well enjoy a slushie while he's at it.]