As he slept in bed with a motionless Wolfe, who was hypnotized so much to the point that all it takes was a snap of a finger to knock him unconscious...
Noel went ahead to drink some vodka again. Unlike Wolfe, he doesn't like the taste of alcohol at all, but seeks calm it brings on his mind.
He looked at the window, and took some cigarettes as well.
He doesn't like smoking either. But he had come to be attached to it after pretending to be Leon for so long.
Leon had grown up to be a smoker, and people see smoking as this 'hot thing that brooding and mysterious people do'.
When all it was really was slowly killing your lungs.
And air pollution was already doing that day by day.....
Ah. He was starting to be disoriented from the vodka and thinking of random topics all at once.
But no matter which pathway his train of thoughts go, they all converge towards the same destination.
"Michael." He called out.
