Leech put down the ninth-grade physics textbook. Reciting its contents had been agonizing for him recently. Thankfully, anything in his memory could reappear as a book within this dream.
The pile of assorted books the little nurse had bought for him even included a copy of The School Belle's Personal Bodyguard. This was definitely the oldest, still-ongoing novel from his memories; even the dream couldn't conjure up its ending.
The door pushed open, and Malin walked in, dressed in a nurse's uniform.
She had gone to great lengths to infiltrate the hospital and get close to Leech.
Leech picked up the Coke on the table and took a sip. "You're here."
'If there's one thing in this dream I'll miss, it's definitely all the junk food.'
The first gulp after cracking open a can brought an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
Malin said, "You knew this was a dream all along!"
