The next morning.
Olen just got up.
"Aww..." -He groaned as he felt the back of his neck hurt.
He didn't know what happened. The last thing he remembered was he was trying to learn to play the harp... and that's it. Nothing else came to mind.
He tried to remember what might have happened to cause him this pain. But that didn't last long. He was massaging his neck as he tried to solve the mystery of his neck pain when he got out of his tent. And right then, the smell of food hit his nose. Something good must have been made for breakfast. So, he decided to let go of his thoughts and started following the smell.
He was still feeling sleepy and lazy but the smell of the food him hungrier. So, he still made his way toward where the smell was coming from.
"Miss Aniston, please try this. This curry is made with the best spices in our area. Try it with some bread." -Olen heard a voice.
And with that, Olen's eyes quickly opened wide.
