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location: Park View/Home (Early Morning) and Various Other Locations Before Stopping at Corona Park (Afternoon)
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It was around 6:00am when the sound of an oh so familiar [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrPdW_CPtRo]alarm[/url] blared through the medium sized room. At first there was no movement nor reaction to the music, but after a few seconds past, a tiny hand reached out from one of the two masses of blankets and proceeded to pat the floor next to it. Upon finding the source of the noise, that being a phone, the owner of the hand sat up on his futon like bed and smashed the 'stop' button. A complete mess of bright blonde hair swayed to and fro as Capella unconsciously looked both directions. He could tell his mother was still asleep by the lack of light of in the room, so he put it upon himself to fold up his bed and clean up his side of the room before getting ready to head out. He had a big day ahead of him after all.

If this had been any other week, Capella would have slept in some more before getting ready to head off to university. But because he was still a new resident to Sol City, he was given the luxury of one extra day of free time to get a better feel for the location before officially starting his classes the next day. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous to go to a new school where he knew absolutely no one, but he knew he would have to make the best out of it.

With a little bit of feeling around and help from the equally drowsy Toasty, Capella managed to get his futon packed up and out the center of the room.
[color=#9095BB][b]"Go team."[/b][/color] The blonde murmured as he patted the top of his small dog's head. Slowly acquiring his walking stick and using it to pull himself to a standing position, Capella stumbled into the bathroom to do his business as well as brush his teeth. Being the type of person that could fall into a daze even while standing up, it took a little longer than normal for him to get ready for the day.

Unaware of what the weather was like outside, and not even bothering to check, Capella ended up dressed in a graphic black short sleeved hoodie with rainbow splatters - some real, some that were the actual design - dark sweatpants, white shoes and headphones, and a black snapback to cover up most of his messy hair. After he was done getting himself dressed, the steel eyed boy looked down at Toasty, who was patiently sitting down at his feet.
[color=#9095BB][b]"How do I look?"[/b][/color] He questioned before crouching down in front of the brown pupper. The closest thing to a response he got was a tongue dragging across his finger. [color=#9095BB][b]"Gee, thanks for making me self conscious. Let's go put your vest on and then we can leave."[/b][/color]

Getting a vest on Toasty was never a fun time, especially if you couldn't see if you were putting on correctly in the first place. It would have helped it he was bigger and a little older, that way he could also put a harness on the dog and actually have him guide him, but he was far too small and was still growing into the job he spent two years in training for. Capella often got a lot of questions as to why he lets such an inexperienced and small dog guide him everywhere and his answer to that would always be because him and Toasty were the same just different species. Toasty would get bigger and better so why not just wait?

Upon securing the black vest on Toasty, Capella let out a slightly annoyed sigh before stepping into the main living room, a room that has yet to be fully unpacked. With the gracefulness of a toddler, Capella bobbed and weaved around the various boxes before coming across what he was actually looking for, that being his guitar. Without hesitation, the blonde used the strap connected to the guitar and had said guitar rest on is back; honestly if he had any free hands, he probably would have just held the instrument normally.

Shuffling past the kitchen and feeling around for both the house key and Toasty's leash, Capella bonded for the front door, only to be hit by a faint breeze of cool air up opening. Welp, luckily he chose to dress a little on the warm side.
[color=#9095BB][b]"Come on Toasty! We got some exploring to do!"[/b][/color]

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Saying that Capella's attempts to learn more about Sol City were going horribly wrong would probably the biggest understatement anyone could make for the rest of their life. There was a little voice in the back of his mind telling him that he should have waited for his mom to wake up before he started wandering around who knows where, but Capella just figured that if he could find a bus stop and if people were kind enough to help him out here and there, he would be perfectly fine with just Toasty. Too bad some dreams can never become a reality.

What started with just wanting to do some 'sight-seeing' ended up being either Toasty getting too loud or Capella being too nervous to go to an unknown place on his own; he should have been able to realize that he wouldn't be comfortable entering a museum with a semi-hyperactive dog. And other places were either closed or wouldn't let him in because of his baby face or the fact that he should probably be in school at the moment. Normally, Capella wouldn't be swayed by these types of things, but there was one place that really hit the final nail in his coffin.

Already tired of the crowd of people as morning slowly faded into the afternoon, Capella made his trip back home, in hopes of maybe having his mother join him to go to the more far out places he wouldn't be able to go to on his own; getting some food sounded really good about now too. He had already planned to stop at the music shop before heading directly home, sort of like a 'cherry on top' to all the other places he got to go to. Most of the places he went however made the cherry feel like the hero of the dish that was today so far. 
[color=#9095BB][b]"Okay, let's end this little 'adventure' on a good note, alright? I really don't want to make it feel as if I just wasted my morning and carried this guitar around for nothing..."[/b][/color] The blonde tried to reassure himself. 

[color=#9095BB][b]"Mom said, she walked you to the place, the music shop. Could you take me there, buddy? The music shop?"[/b][/color] He questioned as politely as he could. Without any warning, the dog started to move, forcing Capella to pick up the pace. Good, this was good. If all goes well, he could at least go to one place and actually enjoy himself there. Unfortunately for him, Toasty [i]somehow[/i] managed to mix you the words 'music shop' with 'park', as low and behold, Capella found himself in the park that was probably next to the house judging by how long it took to get there.

Capella could only glare at the dog before letting his face drop.
[color=#9095BB][b]"We could have played in the park AFTER we went to the music shop!"[/b][/color] He whined, before plopping on the ground and taking off Toasty's leash to let him roam free. [color=#9095BB][b]"I'm giving you twenty minutes, then we go back to get Mom!"[/b][/color] He shouted once more before reach back for his guitar. It's a good thing he brought it, or else he probably would have died or something...

Hooking up his headphones to his phone and putting them on over his snapback, Capella was greeting to the same song he uses for his alarm clock. A small smile formed on his face as he closed his eyes and followed along with the tune, softly [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mi03XW1lpzc]singing along[/url] as he played. At least this park was peaceful from what he could tell...