This was, Poland swore, the last time he'd venture out of his room in the middle of the night when they'd been given an event warning. Everything looked different all of a sudden! How was he going to find his way back to his room now?
And getting back to his room was definitely a top priority. The body-hugging t-shirt and tight pants (were they jeans, like America's? Sort of, but smaller and more glittery?) he'd found himself in were much more modest than 99% of his mun's ideas for this a total fashion disaster... even if he found himself fond of the gypsy-like bangles on his arms and the glowing rod attached to his necklace. And his face felt like he had make-up on, which he didn't remember putting there. And what was up with his shoes? He was totally gonna fall and kill himself, which was so not cool.
Plus, the walls were shaking with some kind of strange, rhythmic noise... Were those drums? Seriously? Ugh. Looking as lost and confused as he was, he began searching for the stairs.
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And getting back to his room was definitely a top priority. The body-hugging t-shirt and tight pants (were they jeans, like America's? Sort of, but smaller and more glittery?) he'd found himself in were
much more modest than 99% of his mun's ideas for thisa total fashion disaster... even if he found himself fond of the gypsy-like bangles on his arms and the glowing rod attached to his necklace. And his face felt like he had make-up on, which he didn't remember putting there. And what was up with his shoes? He was totally gonna fall and kill himself, which was so not cool.Plus, the walls were shaking with some kind of strange, rhythmic noise... Were those drums? Seriously? Ugh. Looking as lost and confused as he was, he began searching for the stairs.