04 October 2012 @ 09:59 pm
Vienpadsmit ● Action ; Phone  
● Action ; 1332 Benny Road

[Pulling the sheets tighter over his head, he tried to block out the sunlight creeping through his curtains. Latvia was not one to get hangovers but his head felt like it was full of brick dust. Everything from yesterday was a foggy haze, and the day before that, and the day before that, and... actually it felt like it was hard to pin point exactly when he was.

He would have been content to just lie in bed and go back to sleep but breakfast was calling him. Maybe getting something to eat would make him feel better and help him get his thoughts together. As he got to his feet he let out a small groan. He must have slept in a strange position or something because his neck was so stiff. Plodding down to the kitchen he tried to massage it and loosen the muscle a little. By the time he got there Latvia noticed there was something a little off.

This house was familiar, these clothes were familiar but they were not his own. Where they were from, he couldn't quite pinpoint it. If he'd gotten drunk and stumbled into a strangers house he wasn't sure what to make of it. Hesitantly he peered into the kitchen]

Hello? Is anyone there...?

● Action ; Around town

[Had he really been here before? Somehow he could walk the streets and tell where he was but for the life of him he could not remember when he last stepped down them. Latvia's priority should really be to get back home but for now his curiosity carried him through the town. Every so often he'd stare at a passerby trying to recognise their face]

I-I'm sorry, have we met before?

● Phone

So this place is called Mayfield, right? Have I been here before? It seems so familiar but I can't remember where from.

I, uh... I think I may have been a bit drunk last night so I'm sorry if I did anything inappropriate or caused a disturbance to... anyone.

This is a public line, right?