[b][u]Suzuki, Reo[/u][/b]

The first thing that concerned Reo was that he was wearing his jacket. He never wore a jacket to bed. Nevertheless, yesterday was exhausting. Maybe Reo just forgot to take it off last night before laying down. He shrugged off his concern and tried to fall back asleep. Or he would have, if someone didn't come over to try and wake him up. Reo barely registered what the man was hearing as he sat up and stretched. "Yeah. Just a bit tired. Why, what's wrong?"

Reo gave a big yawn after and thought. Something wasnt right. First the jacket, now this random kid in his room, and the fact that what he was laying on was most definitely [i]not[/i] a bed. He put a hand down to feel the smooth wood, realizing its a table, and that Reo wasn't in his room. "Oh. That's what's wrong." Reo put a hand to his forehead and sighed. 

[u][b]Pierce, Damian[/b]
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Damian awoke from a nightmare, giving out a small cry as he did. He held himself and breathed it off. "Just a dream... Just a dre- wait." The Gamer started to look around, squinting his eyes. This wasn't his room. Where the hell had he been sleeping? Reaching his hands out, Damian looked for his glasses. He always placed them nearby. Thankfully, they didn't get lost, and he put them on. The room wasn't a bedroom of any kind. Rather, it seemed like a bathroom.

"Is this a prank? Not funny, whoever it is, i have a test coming up in..." Damian trailed off. He knew he had a test, but he couldn't remember the class. Damian never forgot his test schedule- one bad test and he'd lose his... His what? Something about money. What did tests have to do with money? "Why can't I remember...?" Damian's mind spiraled as he sat in place, trying to remember something significant, something personal, [i]something[/i], anything.