Asterous was tired. Exams had been a pain, stressing him the hell out so that eating once a day and sleeping even less had become normal...much to everyone’s disappointment. Then , just when that stress had been dealt with and the sheer excitement of finally getting to see Infinity War had nearly taken over and made concentrating on anything else nearly impossible, Asterous had been informed that this early birthday present wasn’t actually going to happen. He was dog sitting. So, moving back home for less than a day, Asterous pulled enough cleanish clothes from his suitcase to pack a small bag, and got ready for a week of not seeing the movie!<br/><br/>It wasn’t all bad. The fridge and freezer were stocked, there was wifi (that his laptop actually connected to), and the dog was pretty cute, so not a total loss. Asterous had settled into a routine, get up, walk dog, breakfast, etc. There was nothing abnormal about this day, the dog had been a pest all morning wanting to go out every little while, and trying to trip Asterous every time by wrapping the rope around his legs, but otherwise, nothing out of the ordinary. Well, other than being a little clumsy than usual, carpets, stairs, a sweater on the floor, even the dog itself had been tripped over at least once at some point over the course of the day.<br/><br/>That evening, as Asterous was making sure all the windows were shut, and the door was locked, he remembered that the tv downstairs needed to be turned off. He managed to get to the stairs successfully, even navigated the rug covered living room and turned the tv off without any troubles. But when it came to heading back to the stairs, well, the dog had other ideas which had Asterous rolling to avoid hitting his head off of the kitchen chair.<br/><br/>When he came to, something didn’t quite feel right. Pushing himself up from his face full of grass, Asterous didn’t immediately notice the change in scenery, or the large, scale covered green hands. Moving into a sitting position as his vision came back into focus, Asterous finally took in his surroundings. Something was not right here. Then again, something wasn’t quite right about him either. It wasn’t as though he felt sick, no it was more that he just felt...different. Rolling his shoulders, Asterous felt something specific that was definitely not normal. Turning to try and see what was on his back, the sight of dragon-esque wings caught him off guard and he quickly turned back to face front, noticing the green legs to go with the wings...and the green skin that seemed to cover him everywhere. What the hell? Humans were not supposed to be that colour, no matter how sick they may be. Slowly getting to his feet, he tried to figure out what had happened, and what was currently going on. Tripped over the dog, hit head on either floor or chair, and was now having some sort of weird dream? That had to be it, there was no other explanation for this.<br/><br/>Looking a little lost and confused, Asterous tried to reason with this while also trying to figure out why this dream felt so much more real than any others he had had. His new wings twitched, and Asterous felt like he was going to jump out of his new skin at the feeling. This was definitely freaky.