Stranger things have happened
You were bored out of your mind and the decision to drive eventually lands you on the New Jersey Turnpike. Unsure of how or why you natural instincts take over and direct you towards the bright lights of the big city. Horns honk even after 12am while signs overflow your optical organs with information overload. There is a late late night club that you know of that is blocks from where you are. You could go there but as you dashed out of the house you neglected cologne and other self grooming practices like brushing your hair, also your clothes look slept in. You could turn around and head back home making it just in time to shut your eyes minutes before your alarm screams at you. Or you could just keep driving like nothing else matters.
What next?
