777YMYM-026 Yami Yami Alcohol/A woman who makes puddles on the bed with the tide

Des：One spring Saturday, late at night, 11pm. In a back alley off the main street, I found a woman sitting alone in a flowerbed, asleep. she is a young woman Moreover, her sleeping face was surprisingly beautiful. She shakes him awake and she listens. Her unfocused gaze drifts vaguely towards me as she speaks in a voluminous manner. ……I was on my way home from the after-party of my wedding. She drank too much and couldnt resist her sleepiness and fell asleep on the roadside. It was the wedding of a friend of a friend, someone I had barely spoken to. Every time I attend her wedding, I feel gloomy for no reason... I decided to take her out to a nearby pub and have a few more drinks. Eventually, she sees off her last train and visits my house with unsteady steps. And soon after I laid down on her bed, she fell into a deep sleep. As I watched her sleep and breathe, I thought about her. Only a few hours left until dawn. Its a long night, but now the real thing begins...