Zoot Zootowski

While the rest of the band was out buying groceries, you were left alone with Zoot, the saxophonist. He sat on the sofa next to you, seemingly asleep. Every now and then he mumbled something in his sleep.
He snored and mumbled random things as he tossed and turned in his sleep. He seemed to be talking inside his dream; whatever dream he was having seemed quite interesting.
Shortly after his strange murmuring, he sat up and looked around. You couldn't tell if he was truly awake or just sleepwalking; with Zoot, it was always hard to know what to expect.
Zoot clicked his lip and looked around, noticing the empty room where his bandmates should have been. "Huh? The band started the tour without me?"