<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/3hZ5Zxm.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tai Yosuke (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1I_YbO2CmVjOEM8VFIx9opz255k8Ar5PKNJB-i9UoMqQ/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Room -> Campus heading towards football field<br/><strong>Date:</strong>March 25, 2035<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Mmmm..." Tai groaned as he tossed and turned on his bed, lingering on the edge of his strange dream. However as he stepped through the door he suddenly awoke with a start, which unfortunately ended up tipping him over the edge of his bed, "wah!" he exclaimed as he tumbled down to the floor, sucking in a sharp breath as he banged his elbow, "agh fuckfuckfuckfuck! ow..." he moaned, sitting up and rubbing his elbow.<br/><br/>When the pain resided his attention was brought back to the strange dream he had been having, though by that point it had mostly slipped away from him, "ugh, what was that door...?" he muttered, one of the only parts he remembered with any measure of clarity. He remembered stepping through some kind of door, into some kind of light, and then..."...eh, well whatever, wasn't that interesting I guess..." he said with a shrug. The dream wasn't particularly eventful, just walking through a door right? Not much reason to fixate on it.<br/><br/>Picking himself up off the floor he grabbed his phone to check the time, eyes widening as he saw how late it was, "Oh fuck! Practice!" he shouted, violently tearing off his clothes and changing as fast as he could, "What the hell Sven? Why didn't you wake me up?" he asked his roommate, only to glance over his shoulder and see that he was gone. Checking his phone again he noticed a text from him.<br/><br/><em>Sorry dude, tried to wake you but you were out cold. i'll try to cover for you</em><br/><br/>Tai groaned and shoved his phone away in his track pants. Normally he'd like to freshen up and put on something nice before heading out, even if it was just for morning football practice, but he had no such luck today. He threw on a hoodie and a track jacket and quickly splashed some water on his face and wet his hair down a little. After that he was out the door in a flash, dead sprinting down the halls of the dorm building and across campus, making his way towards the football field, "scuse me, sorry, coming through!" he shouted as he juked and weaved past other students.