Bright warm sunlight peeking between the curtain's gaps roused Elyon from his deep slumber. He woke up not remembering the things he did during the night. Rubbing his eyes and wiping out the drool dripping from his chin. "Where am I...?" Elyon clasped his hair as soon as he experienced a severe headache, finding himself awake on a bed inside the room he's trying to probe inside-out yesternight, along with his recollections embracing what he had done. "Awake? Here, breakfast for you." A familiar voice he couldn't forget flutter by his left ear. He shifted his head, unable to look at the girl she doubted in her eyes while she's sitting on a stool in front of a desk, her legs and arms crossed waiting for his lazy back to get out of the bed so they can do something productive for a while.

