Alexander Summers didn't like the atmosphere on the yacht either.
In fact, due to its proximity to the river, many wealthy people in Clearwater City liked to purchase yachts. They threw parties on the river, or even invited a few friends to float downstream into the sea, which was quite fashionable.
Alexander thought he must have attended similar events in the past, with songs and dances on the yacht...
As he was lost in thought, the petite woman in his arms snuggled closer into his embrace, sleeping hazily like a small animal, unconsciously drawing warmth from his chest.
Alexander held her tighter and gently pressed his lips to Purple Summers's forehead, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
That night, he had an incredibly realistic dream.
In the dream, it was a similar yacht. He was in the room, idly smoking out of boredom, seemingly in a bad mood, somewhat irritable.
Zack Wallace held up a very thin, dark piece of clothing and turned the lining inside out for him to see.
