If that was reality then what about now? He closed his eyes and opened them back, the same familiar ceiling greeted him.
While he was in a state of dishevel, the door to the room was pushed open again and a man entered.
"Huh? You are awake huh. I heard you collapsed again. Seriously man how many times does that make it? Stop worrying me so much"
The person with an overly familiar manner of speaking was none other than his friend who stuck along with him even during harsh times. Until Simon even pushed him away.
"Alex?!" he muttered in surprise.
"That's right. What? Don't tell me you have even forgotten the name of your friend".
There was no mistaking it, this guy was his friend.
Alex came to a stop near his bed and looked at him carefully, before showing him a bag.
"Here"…
"What's this?" Simon looked at the bag and asked.
