The floor creaking made Liam fear the sound above his head even more. The vision started to get clear as water, the first thing that Liam saw was his study chair. The black chair. His body was still feeling dizzy, no meaning to this what was going, Liam not feeling like he was drunk for heaven's sake.
"That is my chair but how? Was not I in the clouds?" Liam turned behind him to see what he was sleeping on. "Okay, I see there is no way I should have felt this hardness underneath my legs if it was clouded." The soft thing which Liam was enjoying sleeping on.
Liam never felt this soft and good while sleeping on his own bed's hard mattress. The soft he never felt. "I am a fool really," Liam thrust shaking his head. Liam pulled the side of his bed. He sat again on the cut of the bed, he so-called cloud bed and the cut corner of the bed, Liam was throwing in a deep thinking process.
