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After Impulse left Critter City, a wave of doubt washed over him relating to the rest of the world. He pretended as if everything was fine, since it must be absolutely fine.
There was a small fog over his mind as he followed fWhip, glancing around as if he was a confused child. He felt quite tired, but he decided to shrug it off. There wasn't anything big to note that he could remember over the fog.
"Uhm… is there anywhere I can sleep here?" Impulse asked, the wave of drowsiness hit him once again.
"Oh! Of course! You can stay in the inn!" fWhip led Impulse over to one of the compact places, it didn't look like an inn but Impulse wouldn't question it.
"You can sleep right here." fWhip opened the door for Impulse, gesturing for the other to head on inside.
Without a second thought, Impulse went into the room..? Yeah, room, he was given. As soon as he hit the bed, he was out cold. Peacefully laying there as the full effects of what Lizzie unintentionally gave him hit.
What a purrfect start to a new server, right?