Stretching, Rez curled over, mumbling something vaguely along the lines of "don-wanna, go-way" before snuggling back down into the mountain of blankets and pillows.
Dragging himself back up from sleep, Rez eventually woke up. Stretching up, he yawned, opening his eyes and looking round, slightly in shock.
Where the hell was he? It took a few seconds of staring blankly at the roomful of books for Rez to remember what had happened. He groaned dropping his head in his hands, it still wasn't just a nightmare. Finally getting over that, he leapt up, Grabbing the book from the night before and reinstalling it in its place. Grumbling a little, he headed out of the library, wandering aimlessly until he stumbled across a scent that made his stomach growl. Following his nose to find the kitchen, he wandered into the main hall, seeing a head of vaguely familiar looking dark hair. Strolling over, Rez silently confirmed it was the same man he had challenged yesterday, and lost against.
"Morning. Looking for the kitchen? I think it's this way," he gestured towards where the smell was coming from, the rumbling beast in his stomach agreeing with that statement.
"Oh, I'm Rez by the way, I don't think I've introduced myself. Also, thank you for the game yesterday, sorry if it was a bit ……odd." He grinned then, happy and carefree, walking backwards in the direction he thought the kitchen was, not caring that he was still wearing the same rumpled clothes as the day before, nor that his white hair was sticking up, shooting off in every direction physically possible.
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