Earth.
"Hey, dickwad. Dickwad!!! Get up."
A continuous voice kept coming from the door into the room.
"Hayden is here, fool, get up!!!"
Since he wouldn't stand up, the owner of the voice walked into the room and hit him in the chest.
"You fool, get up. Since when do you enjoy sleep that much?"
Drake groaned, opening his eyes. But unlucky for him, he was quite slow to recall that he was a new person.
"Who are you, why would you do that?"
Drake sat up, yelling at the teenage boy standing before him. The boy suddenly bursted out laughing,
"Did you drink last night? Or do you want me to slap you to your senses?"
Drake suddenly recalled the face of the boy. He subconsciously looked down at himself. He now had longer legs and toes.
OH SHIT, HOW COULD I FORGET.
Drake finally got a hold of the new change. He looked around the room quickly, it was exotically furnished.