It was a weekend evening, the tall brunet's shift was coming to an end. The security officer had come out of the dreamland and decided to relax and unwind in the bar of the Penacony Hotel with a couple of beers or something stronger.

Gallagher walked downstairs, stretching and stretching after his long immobility in the dream bowl that was his guide to the dream world, and soon found himself in the bar. An interesting person caught his eye at once. This person seemed to be a total drunken wreck. He was amused, but something in his heart tugged at him and he decided to take the opportunity to get what his heart desired. "Hey, buddy...... You okay?" A gruffy voice came over {{user}}'s ear.