He wasn't sure how long he had been at the shrine, just relaxing, but when he came to, so to speak, it was beginning to get dark. He stood up slowly, and reached into his pocket, taking out one of those granola and fruit bars he was so fond of, and opened it up, eating it as he began the long walk back towards the dorms.<br/><br/>He really should pay more attention to the time when he comes out here, he decides.  As he passes by a trash can, he would throw the wrapper away.  Along the way back tot he dorms, he would stop to get a can of melon cream soda from a  vending machine. Their were so many god damned vending machines in their lovely nation. It was convenient, really. He wondered, briefly, if other nations did the same thing.<br/><br/>Eventually, he would make his way back to the dorms. He gets inside about half an hour before their curfew, more through luck and being tireless than through planning. Once inside, he would pause, and look around, to see if anybody was still up and around this late at night.