${name} awoke to a splitting headache. Fairies were never the type to drink in excess and now she understood why.
"Whuh? Wherr am I?" the still-inebriated fairy slurred as she took in her surroundings. She was cold, wet and appeared to be floating in the bottom of a massive, stone bowl. The sky above was slowly getting darker and outside of the bowl she could hear the bustling noise of at least a few dozen humans.
"Humans? In mah Fairy Circle?"
Climbing out of the stagnant water and peeking up out of the top of the bowl, ${name} saw a horrifying sight - humans all around, walking up and down man-made cobble roads and in and out of their human storefronts and housings.
Did the humans conquer her family's home Circle and build over it while she slept? Could they really work that fast? She had never been the type to interact with humans. Most fairies weren't.
It perhaps took a little longer than it should have for the pieces to connect in her head, but eventually she came to an awful realization: Humans weren't in the fairy land, she was in the human land.
"Oh Freya, I musta crash-landed on mah way to me friend's Circle," she drunkenly muttered to herself. How would she get out of this mess without being spotted by the humans?
She flapped her wings in an attempt to fly but only managed to splatter droplets of water everywhere. It appeared she was too intoxicated to control her wings properly, rendering her flightless.
"Jus mah luck..."
More annoyed and less fearful than she should've been, ${name} stumbled out of the fountain and shambled drunkenly into the nearest bush.
From the bush she could see the lively city street. She could identify several human structures by their signs - up ahead, a tavern and after that, a bakery.
The thought of another drink or some baked food intrigued the fairy, but she wasn't sure if she could sneak into either building without being spotted or captured.
She sat back and planned her next move carefully before deciding to go