I startled awake as my eyes suddenly popped open. My heart was beating in rapid time with my breathing. I stared up at the blank ceiling, still frozen from whatever woke me up. I started to stretch, thinking all I needed was a good stretch to throw the sleep off my body. I even let out a very obnoxious groan that Mordecai would have thrown a pillow in my face just to shut me up.

But except, there was no Mordecai.

I looked to my right to find it clean and empty. The alarm clock on his bedside table read 8:40 AM.

There was no point sleeping again, I thought, so I just rolled off my trampoline and onto the floor, hoping the thud would wake me up even more than stretching.

Turns out it did. Having your whole body slam on the floor is almost the same as getting hit by something. I pushed myself up gingerly, trying not to fall back down. I'm still a little dizzy. I started walking down to the bathroom to at least prepare myself for the day of something to do in a Saturday.

Before I went outside, I noticed a note just taped on the door, so I rubbed the dirt from my eyes and read it:

Rigby,

If you're reading this, that means you've woken up. (No surprise)

Anyway, I forgot to tell you I'm going camping with Margaret and her family, so I'm gonna be gone for the day.

Donuts are in the fridge. Have some, if you want.

-Mordecai

I was frustrated with Mordecai for not telling me about this. Didn't he know we had plans! Well, I just thought of them when I woke up, but come on! He just left his best friend home alone, and I get to do what? Watch movies by myself?

I threw the note aside with a scream. I needed a shower.

After showering, I started to think of something to wear since it's hella cold outside. It's not winter, however, but still.

I searched through the clothes pile on my trampoline. Mordecai always complained about me just tossing clothes on the trampoline, but I have my own system and it works for me.

I finally found a grey, long-sleeved shirt for the cold. Before I wear it, I smelled something horrible. Little did I know it was from the shirt. Disgusted, I swiped a nearby can of cologne in the bathroom and sprayed it all over. I really have to wash these sometime.

I went downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a few donuts. Sure, Eileen told me once that it's not a good breakfast choice, but I really can't think of anything else. After gobbling it down, I went outside and took a walk around the park.

Usually, at these times of loneliness, I'd always think about emotions and life, a shiver running across my skin from just the mention. I hate thinking about those, but something came across my mind when I'm trying not to think.

Something scary.

Images flashed inside my mind. All of them were blurry, even the noise, but there's one thing that was clear and heard above everything else.

Someone calling for help.

It was a familiar voice but I couldn't actually tell who.

Then, BANG!

A gunshot. The call for help silenced.

I opened my eyes again. I was back in the park. I breathed like I was choking down a meatball from a meatball sub, nearly tripping over my own two feet, but I balanced myself with a lamp post beside me.

Okay… okay… Think of something else, quick.

I looked at my feet, just to see a lonely pebble.

Pebbles! I could just count them.

Then, while walking, I suddenly thought of getting a cup of coffee at the coffee shop. I wanted to try something new for a change, however. I left the park, and walked my way there instead of using the cart. I don't even have the keys anyway.

Yeah, something new for a change.