It was the weekend.
When Kylan opened his eyes, with a pounding headache, the sudden want to vomit twirled around in his stomach. When he looked around for a bathroom, that's when he realized that the room did not appear to be familiar, and neither did the bed he was sleeping in, nor the clothes. Suddenly, he panicked, throwing the covers from his body and realizing that he did not even recognize anything about the room whatsoever. It was immense, insanely spacious that he thought the walk to the door may take a minute, a few if he was intoxicated. There was a plasma TV posted on the wall, and underneath was every single gaming system he could think of. As per usual, a desk for every room, but the bed was as if it was the bedroom of a Royal prince. The pain from his headache was not aidin
