I became conscious but I didn't open my eyes yet, don't want to yet. The wind seems warm like I am being trapped in a room where I can't really breathe.

      'This place seems familiar'.

   Sure it does.

   Sniffing noisily before opening my eyes, I stretched. The tip of my fingers touched something warm making me jump to a seating position to see the warm thing now facing me.

      They don't mean to give me a place of fried rice and chicken.

      What the heck am I supposed to do with that when I barely even eat mean. The rice smells nice, and the green peas on it seem somehow...