Today seed to be a day without any special plans.
Sam was working at the convenience store, which, compared to being at school, was a rare mont of peace.
At least the custors coming in to buy things wouldn't cause him too much trouble.
After working for a while, Mia ca out of the changing room, carrying her bag, looking like she was ready to leave.
After a few days of adjustnt, Mia seed less timid.
But compared to before, there were quite a few changes.
How to put it, it felt like their roles and statuses were more equal now, more like friends.
Mia naturally ca to Sam's side.
"I already told you about that thing... When do you have ti?"
Sam thought for a mont. In a few days, it would be the fifteenth, which was just before the weekend.
That was the day he had promised Alice, so he said directly.
"This weekend works."
"Really?"
Mia looked at Sam with surprise, as if everything had already succeeded even though nothing had started yet.
Sam looked at her, not as happy.
"First, you need to understand sothing. Our visiting ti can't be too long. The hospital has regulations, and staying too long will definitely cause problems. Plus, you can't ensure how long we'll be in the dream. If a nurse or doctor finds us sleeping together in the ward, it'll be very strange."
Sam wanted to tell her these things in advance to avoid any unexpected issues due to her carelessness.
Sam hated unexpected problems, especially those that could have been avoided.
Mia felt a warmth in her heart. She didn't know why she suddenly felt this way.
Maybe it was because she realized he genuinely cared about this matter and wasn't just doing it to appease her.
Then Mia smiled.
"Of course, I know that. I've already thought it through. We'll go to the hospital together, I'll go into the ward to feed her, and you can wait in the bathroom. When I co back, we'll start in the bathroom. That way, there won't be any accidents, and no one will co looking for us in the bathroom."
Sam looked at her awkwardly.
"Does it have to be the bathroom? And the sa bathroom... isn't that too weird?"
Mia's cheeks turned red.
"There's no place more normal than the bathroom! We can't just find a random corner in the hospital, right? We're not patients, and it's not a hotel. Where else would we go? And if we're not in the sa bathroom... I'd be scared."
Mia's cheeks flushed, and she couldn't look Sam in the eye.
She knew it sounded strange, and the thod was odd, but it was the best solution.
She hurriedly explained.
"You know, even though it takes longer for three people to enter the dream, it's only enough ti for to run to the bathroom. We can't go anywhere else... unless you don't enter the dream and just watch over ."
Sam sighed.
Then he looked at her helplessly.
"If you could be trusted to go alone, we wouldn't have these problems. Fine, we'll do it your way."
"Thank you... Sam."
Mia was shy and awkward, but she still thanked Sam. After all, if it were just her, she wouldn't have the confidence.
Honestly, when Sam was by her side, Mia felt the safest.
How to put it?
So far, no man had given her more security than him, not even her stepfather.
"No need to thank . By the way, you don't look like you're going to drink, are you?"
Mia was puzzled, looking at him.
Sam said, annoyed.
"Are you sure you want to drink before doing sothing this important? Can't you stay sober for a few days?"
Mia pouted, feeling wronged.
"I'm nervous! Just thinking about it makes ... I can't sleep. Maybe a drink will help..."
Sam shook his head.
"No drinking until this is done."
"Why not!"
Mia couldn't help but argue. She wasn't like those club girls who drank with anyone and got wild when drunk.
She never drank too much, never caused trouble, and always got ho safely.
She always refused invitations from n who hit on her.
Why was this boy trying to control her?
But Sam didn't give her any grand reasoning or special words.
He just looked at Mia calmly.
"Drink if you want. If your self-discipline is that weak, I have nothing to say. If sothing goes wrong because you drank, and the hospital visit is delayed, it's not my problem."
Mia was stunned.
She felt a strange panic and a bit of unexplainable grievance.
"I..."
"Go ahead and drink. Don't keep others waiting."
Sam even urged her!
The woman stomped her foot.
"Fine, I won't drink!"
Sam finally smiled a little.
"Then go ho and rest early."
"...I'm going to eat! I'm going shopping! Who cares what you say!"
Mia turned away angrily.
Sam reminded her.
"If you change your mind and drink, I can't stop you. It's up to you."
"I said I won't drink, you're so annoying!!"
The woman stord off.
Sam shook his head, amused.
It wasn't that he was ddling, but he didn't want her to develop a habit of using alcohol to escape problems. When the problem ca, could she still drink? It had to be faced.
Besides, he didn't want her to cause any accidents because of drinking in the next few days.
And... what's so good about drinking?
The woman, who had stord out of the convenience store, wasn't really angry. She just didn't want him to see her blushing.
After a while, she took out her phone and dialed a number.
"I suddenly have sothing to do, can't co for drinks. Sorry, maybe next ti. Huh? Tomorrow... can't do it either, I'm busy these days. I'll call you when I'm free, sorry, sorry..."
When Mia hung up the phone.
She took a deep breath, looking up, her beautiful face showing confusion.
She hesitated, looking down at her toes.
"Why am I letting him control ... just because he says so?"
"...But why am I not angry at all?"
"...Do I like being controlled by him?"
Mia panicked.
Thinking about this possibility made her heart race uncontrollably.
She quickly covered her face.
"No, no... I'm just being disciplined, not controlled by him. It's self-discipline, self-discipline!!"
Sam, of course, didn't know what was on her mind.
He wasn't good at guessing these things and didn't care to. Only when bored would he try to guess a woman's thoughts.
Now, as a working man, he had only one goal. To look forward to getting off work.
It seed like the boring ti passed quickly, and finally, it was ti to clock out.
Changing clothes, switching shifts, and getting ready to go ho happily.
To make it even better, he brought a bottle of cola from the convenience store.
Yes, it was cold.
Sam was just about to comfortably nestle on the sofa and read a novel on his phone.
But as soon as he took out his phone, a call ca in.
A bit unexpected.
The call... was from Louis.
Sam found it strange. At this ti, why was Louis calling?
He hesitated for a mont, then answered.
"Hello? What's up, calling at this ti?"
Sam thought maybe Louis wanted to play gas or sothing.
But Louis stamred.
"I... it's just... Sam..."
Sam found it odd.
This wasn't like Louis. He was usually straightforward, and their relationship was close enough for him to speak his mind.
No need to stamr.
"Just say it... you're not going to confess to , are you?"
"What the hell! No, no!"
"Then what is it? You can't be asking to borrow money, right?"
Sam laughed, taking a sip of cola.
"I... actually do need to borrow so money."
Sam almost spat out his cola.
"Borrow money? What for?"
"I... I have an urgent matter, really urgent, so I wanted to ask if I could borrow so money. Can I?"
Sam frowned.
"How much do you need?"
"Uh... fifty thousand dollars..."
"Fifty thousand? What do you need fifty thousand for? Louis... you're a high school student, suddenly needing fifty thousand, what for?"
Sam felt sothing was off.
This wasn't a normal amount for a high school student to borrow.
Even if he was spending on gas, it wouldn't be this much.
Even if there were family issues, he wouldn't need to borrow money. So Sam quickly concluded.
Sothing's wrong.
Louis hesitated.
"Nothing, if you can't lend it, I'll figure sothing out..."
"Wait, I didn't say I wouldn't lend it."
"Then..."
"Do you need it urgently?"
"...Yes, very urgently."
"Can you co out now? I have cash on , I'll bring it to you."
"Okay."
They arranged a place and hung up.
Sam put away his phone and stood up, finishing his cola in one gulp, grabbing his jacket and shoes, ready to head out.
No hesitation.
To him, if Louis was asking to borrow money, especially fifty thousand dollars... it had to be sothing serious.
Sam didn't like trouble and didn't want to ddle.
But he couldn't just watch Louis fall into so potential abyss.
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