Nathaniel
Nathan woke up to a knock, well not really a knock but rather a loud noise as if something had fallen off of a desk. He looked around his flat's darkened living room with half-lidded eyes in confusion. His small flat seemed untouched, everything was just as wrecked as it had been a few hours ago when he decided he would head to bed. Now of course, when he was sure he was alone and had nearly reach a deep sleep, at two a.m. some strange noise echoed through it. He sat up slowly and turned peeking over his kitchen halfwall cautiously.
"Whatever it was it must have fell in the bathroom." He mumbled groggily to himself as he rose from the couch. He grabbed his guitar from the coffee table and held it like a true battle axe, the man was prepared for anything. Well, anything except for what happened, because as he opened the bathroom door ready to attack a bright light flashed in his face and to his confusion The room he was standing in wasn't a bathroom at all. He seemed to be in a lobby of sorts. Nathan looked around and then sighed, great now he was in for it. He wasn't even fully dressed, wearing only an oversized tee and knee lenght boxer shorts. He put his guitar down and blankly stared around the white room, today was not going to be his day.
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