As he sleepily blinked open his eyes tne hext morning Aaron yawned and stretched, arching his back off the bed. He heard a few pops and winced slightly. It took him a moment to remember where he was and when he did the memories of the night before came flooding back into his mind. He sat bolt upright in bed and looked around at his bedroom, the bedroom that was at least twise the size of the one that he had spent most of his childhood in. He yawned again before carefully pushing the covers out of the way and setting his feet on the dark greep carpeted floor.

He glanced around the room again, a thing that he seemed to be doing a lot of lately, before bending down and grabbing his bag. He looked through the few sets of clothes that he'd brought with him and picked out a pair of faded, clearly well worn blue jeans and a plain short sleeved green shirt. He glanced at the door and debated whether he should step outside it or not. He didn't know his way around and, if Shadow was to be believed, then there was a lot of things that he probably didn't want to run into wandering around.