He awoke to the sun hitting his eyes, and he realized it was late in the evening. He sat up and rubbed his face, disorientated from reality for a bit as he tried to think where he was.
"Ah," he muttered when he finally realized. Stretching, he forced himself to get up. He strolled outside and went around the large island table to get a drink from the kitchen. He searched through the fridge and came up with a strawberry soda which he gulped on whilst he studied Changming's house.
He hadn't ever paid much attention to it, just that it felt very dull and an attempt at trying (keyword: 'trying') to be sophisticated. He walked around idly, his chest bare. He was used to sleeping without a shirt on, and he had forgotten to put one on before coming out of his room.
Turns out, that was a big mistake.
