"Good morning." A soft voice sounded beside Alexander's head as he woke from his light sleep; in the dream, Stella was scolding him for sleeping with too many other women, making her upset as she beat his chest.
However, unlike her normal pretend punches, each one almost broke his entire ribcage before she dragged him to see her mother.
The dream was rather scary, but somehow it was very realistic; there were even distant and vague images of a white city that spanned into the skies, with a solid and robust silver wall.
'Mmmmn, my damn head hurts...'
He took a while to awaken, his body rolling over; stretching his arm, he suddenly felt a soft, warm jelly filling his hands; it was overflowing as it squished between his fingers before a hard piece of candy brushed against his palm.
"Mmmmn... stop being so lewd; we have to start working on your plan today, honey~!"
'Hmmm, these tits are nice and soft... who calls me honey again?'
