"!!!"
Aerith found herself being woken up by the sound of her own heavy breath. The surface of her skin, trembling as even the slightest bit of air caused them to feel as if there were a million feathers brushing across them. Perhaps, in a way, they were remembering what happened before Aerith fell into the embrace of her dreams, even better than herself.
And as for what happened, well…
…it was best not to share them with anyone else.
It will forever remain a memory for her and Riley and for them alone.
And as the tremble that crawled across her skin faded away, Aerith was finally able to look around her; only to realize she was completely surrounded by ivory blankets, literally. She was still on the roof, but the entire surface of the roof was now covered with white blankets and pillows.
…She doesn't remember the roof being like this, the only thing she remembered was being rammed—No.
