dream ✪ 04
[ooc: This takes place immediately after this.]
It's really hard to tell what is going on at first. The dream is blurry and most of the people are hard to make out. Rise could be heard laughing, as well as occasional shouts every once in a while, the clearest one being "Oh, how about that one? What's that for?"
The dream suddenly becomes clearer. Rise seen is seated on a couch, an obvious red tinge across her cheeks. She's dressed a little differently from usual, one strap sliding down her shoulder, the rest of her dress slightly askew. Other clothes of similar fashion are strewn across the floor, as well as some familiar gray articles of clothing.
On her lap rests a plate of half eaten cake, a scoop of melting ice cream on top of that. She turns for a moment making small talk with her companion in between her continuous giggling. Her companion is soon revealed to be Naomi, who was looking rather decent in a turtleneck, a glass of alcohol in her hand.
Rise then beckons for someone to come over. Harley comes into view, holding a bottle of colorful liquid. He's barely dressed as he plops himself onto the couch. His cheeks are flushed as well. It doesn't look like he minds his current attire (or lack thereof) all that much. In fact, he looks kinda happy as he raises his bottle into the air. Rise follows suit with the fork from her plate and Naomi with her glass, before the dream fades out.
Rise woke up bleary-eyed and confused, a forming headache throbbing against her skull. Slowly, she pushed herself up to untangle herself from the sheets of her bed... only to realize that she isn't on her bed. And on top of someone.
"H-Harley?" She looks over to notice that there is someone else with them as well. "Naomi-san?" Bolting up from her position, she loses her balance and falls off the couch.
"Oooow!" Groaning in pain, she fails to realize that her Dreamberry has broadcasted the whole thing throughout Somarium.