'Is this a dream?' Arya thought as she pinched her cheek. "Ouch," she gasped as she confirmed that it was not a dream.
She was staring at Ryu, who was already sleeping soundly on her bed.
A while ago, she was taken aback by the sudden hug. Then, Ryu kissed her on the forehead as he whispered, "Good night. My eyes are so heavy."
Then, the rest was history. He walked towards her bed like the room was his as he loosened his necktie. She almost ran towards him because of his drunk walking.
He pounced on her bed as if it was his. Arya couldn't help but grin on his awkward position at that moment. He was lying on the bed while his left foot hanged on the side of the bed. He looked so handsomely wasted.
She bent forward to take off his shoes and socks. Then, she sat beside the bed to take off his loosened tie. She rose up and stared at the whole bed. She was contemplating if she should just sleep on the sofa or lie beside him.
