Enviorment change
 

Zyiki squirmed around and grumbled, she felt like she just had a great sleep. So the obvious response her body gave was wanting to keep going. But something very significant was preventing that, and something less significant. The less significant thing was that her diaper had leaked last night, oh well it happens, espically with how long she must have been asleep to feel this good. The far more significant thing, she could feel that she wasn't where she had last fallen asleep. She shot up. Her red hair going everywhere, the short seventeen year old girls flat chest, pale freckle dotted skin, and green eyes on full display. Seeing the room she was in, she took a deep breath. This wasn't her room, this wasn't even one she was familiar with. She let out a ear piercing screech in fear!

Dakota awoke from her bed after hearing a loud scream echo throughout the hallway. Also 17, the brown-haired girl with B-cup breasts, pale skin, and blue eyes, looked around her room except there was one small issue.

"This isn't my room," she said to herself.

Zyiki, kinda just kept yelling, grabbing her blanket and pulling it over herself. This wasn't her room, this wasn't even a room she was familiar with. She did however assume the comfortor wasn't posion and pulled it over herself like it would provide some protection. Then proceeded to add some form to her paniced yelling. "Don't hurt me! I didn't do anything! I'm sorry if I did! Where am I? Hello!"

Dakota got up and followed the source of the yelling until she reached Zyiki's room. The girl looked around until she saw what looked like someone hiding under the blankets.

"Hello?" she asked, "What is going on in here?"

Zyiki wasn't sure what was going on in there obviously, but common sense would assume the person asking was the owner of the house. "I don't know! I just woke up here, I'll leave!" Zyiki explained, lowering the covers just enough so that the top part of her head and her eyes were exposed. "I'm sorry...."

Dakota looked at the girl with a look of confusion on her face.

"Uh...what exactly are you sorry for?" Dakota asked.

Zyiki lowered the blanket, had she sleep walked or something? How could this girl not be mad she was asleep in her house! "I mean, well, I'm in your house..."

"My house?" Dakota spoke, "This isn't my house, I thought that this was your house."

Zyiki shook her head, lowering her blanket down all the way. "No, who's house is it?" She asked, hesitant to get out of the bed.

"I have no idea," Dakota answered, "I just woke up in another room."