Day 2

You wake up in the morning feeling fantastic. The previous day was a dream, metaphorically speaking. After looking at your fine self in the mirror again, you conclude you were definitely not having a dream after all. This is real, for one reason or another. Whether it's related or not, you still can't find that mysterious relic after it disappeared the first night before.

This is like something out of a fairy tale. How would I even learn more about it, though? I'll try not to worry about it for now.

It isn't like it's something to complain about. You admire your reflection--your blue pajamas falling elegantly over your angelic figure, and one might beg to run their fingers through your ginger hair.

As you get ready for a new day, you take your time deciding on what you're going to wear, and the places you're going to go. That being said, you do have a job. You might be beautiful, but even you need to pay rent. The day prior was your day off, but it's an early shift today. You shouldn't skip, but afterwards, the evening is your oyster. And who knows? You might be able to have fun even at work now.

You might as well think on it later. You're going to work, so you have time to decide on what to do when your shift is over. What's nice is your job even allows you to wear your own clothes, so you don't need to put on a uniform. It has a dress code instead. Your clothes just need to be predominantly blue or black, and your boss is mostly lax about it too.

On the downside, it's Walmart, but you gotta do what you gotta do.