Dirty Fantasy (Fallen Pie) - 54 A Dancer - New Update By Foxie2K

I don't remember who Nico is, so I'll just discover it.

You were indeed waking up, even though you didn't remember going to bed.

What you clearly remembered, though, was the dream you had just had.

You were standing atop a sand hill, with a great view of a magnificent city in the desert, over which a huge golden disc was visible.

The city was brimming with life, countless people filling its streets, appearing like an oasis of vitality amidst a barren desert.

You remember that you tried to reach it, yet for some reason you couldn't, as if the city were moving away with every step you took.

"What even was that dream?" you thought of yourself.

Then finally you opened your eyes and tried to look around, blinking as your eyes adjusted to the light.

You realized you were in the midst of an almost empty tavern, seated at a table that had evidently served as your bed just a moment ago, as indicated by a streak of drool on its surface.

The only people inside beside you were some guy in his mid-40s who was phlegmatically wiping a mug with a piece of cloth, and Nico who was looking directly at you.

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