Memoria returned to the dormitory in a daze, assisted by a colleague who settled her onto a pillow, and she fell asleep almost instantly.
In the middle of the night, she woke up directly from thirst, groggily opened her eyes wanting to get up and find water.
"Are you thirsty or need to use the restroom?"
A familiar voice reached her ears, and Memoria opened her somewhat dry eyelids to see a man sitting in front of her.
Dressed in a gray tracksuit, he looked at her with a smile.
Familiar brows, familiar features, familiar smile... it was indeed Reese Harris, whom she hadn't seen in over half a year.
"Reese Harris?!" Recognizing him in an instant, Memoria immediately laughed and jumped to hug him, "This time I've caught you... being drunk is great, I can dream of whatever I want!"
Holding him, she reached a hand over to gently caress his back.
"So real, just like the real thing!"
Reese Harris extended his arms, embracing her tightly, "How much did you drink to get this drunk?"
