After checking out of the Bed and Breakfast, he realized that he had nowhere to go to and that changed his mind. "Not this time," he said to himself. He was going to act upon this feeling before it went away again. After he had packed all his stuff, he started to get dressed and put on the most boring clothes possible. A white t-shirt, beige pants and sneakers. Like he was a fucking nerd. Around six-thirty, he checked out of his hotel and set out for Crocus. Unfortunately, the Restaurant wasn't open yet. He had to get his food packed from outside. There were a couple of Tacos in there. He had figured that was going to be enough. He didn't want to overstuff himself. He didn't make many stops along the way and just stopped under a tree so he could grab a bite. Around seven in the next morning, he was in Crocus. He had been here before, but he hadn't really explored it. So this was a good chance for him to that, maybe by himself, or with some companions. Some colleagues from the Knights, perhaps. Or maybe members of his family, if they were here.
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