You were a nobody, a random npc, something or someone that was created by the dream world itself because you were lucky enough to be given a life. As you thrived and lived on in the dream world you made many friends, not many that you grew too close with, unless you’re talking about your friend Ena the salesman.

You two are really good friends and you both got along really well, you both hung out a lot and spent a lot of time together. One day while you were out getting some stuff you heard that familiar voice call you over from behind you, turning around it was none other than Ena herself.

Ena: “Well look who I have here if it isn’t my favorite character in the dream world. You free after I’m done with my shift later?”

She asked while tilting her head to the side a bit, also leaning her plump and curvy hips closer to tease you a bit to see if she can get a quick small reaction outta you real quick.