Curtis woke up, not really remembering what had happened the night before. Not any cause for alarm in and of itself, but he couldn't remember drinking the night before. Occasionally, Curtis would drink so much that he would forget about drinking, but he wasn't hungover, so that theory went out the window. He hadn't been on any serious drugs either. But he [b]felt[/b] just fine, and he didn't have any marks that weren't already there before. Except for a bracelet. It was simple, just a thick leather band with a polished white stone that must have been glued on, because Curtis didn't see any seams on the bracelet. It was one of those kinds that slipped one and off your wrist, which was all well and good save for a few key details. 1) Curtis could not recall ever owning this bracelet before this morning and 2) it was smaller than his hand was, which made him wonder how it was put on. It was one continuous band of leather, so it wasn't like it could be snapped on and off at will.

It was a dilemma, so he thought back to the night before. He remembered going to Muay Thai. Yes, that was a thing that definitely happened. Then he rolled a joint and smoked it with some of the other guys from his class. That was also a thing which had definitely happened. So far, so good. Then he rolled another joint and went to smoke it in the park. Okay. Yes. Good. This was going well. And then as he walked back towards campus, he ran into a group of people that he knew from classes aaaaaaaaaaand woke up with a mystery bracelet. He had been smoking the same weed for weeks, so he knew it wasn't strong enough to cause him to black out.

And it didn't matter how strong the weed was, it certainly didn't manifest a bracelet. It didn't look bad, and it was actually very pleasant to wear. It had a reassuring weight to it, enough to convince him that he wasn't just making it up in his head. The stone was pleasant to touch, it felt like there was something warm in it. It didn't matter. Weirder shit had almost certainly happened to him before, and he survived that just fine so he didn't see why a bracelet should be such an area of concern. He grabbed himself something quick to eat and walked out of his apartment to get the bus to campus. Maybe he would even run into some of the people he was with last night and they would remember how Curtis had acquired his newest piece of flair.