Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Saturday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

There were certain things that were distinctly wrong with where Poromon woke up this morning. The fact that is most certainly was not the room of a little girl was a pretty large clue that he was not where he was supposed to be.

Oh, and that random guy n bed with him. That was a hint too.

Awkward

[[for that guy]]

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[spring_lost]

Nate Grey had woken up in a few bad places in his life.

This... didn't really rank near the top ten, if you were going to approach it from that angle.

If you didn't...

"...Where am I?!"

Tell him, little floating pink thing.

[mouthy_merc]

"I was hoping you could tell me," the floating pink thing replied. Because of course it could talk.

[spring_lost]

That wasn't really the weirdest thing here, either! "And what are you?!" he continued to demand.

Of the adorable pink thing. Seriously, Nate, chill.

[mouthy_merc]

"I'm a Digimon," Poromon said indignantly. "What are you?"

Yes, he knew the answer. But it seemed like a good response.