Upon entering the Metropolitan Cinema, Selena was about to take the stage to speak and dance, promoting the film.
Link found a corner to sit down, watched the bustling stage for a while, and then a wave of tiredness hit him, so he leaned back in the sofa chair and fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he'd slept before someone patted his arm.
"Hey, buddy, wake up!"
Link opened his eyes and saw a frail old man sitting beside him, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, dressed in casual suit and wearing metal-framed glasses, looking scholarly, like a university professor.
"Sorry, was I snoring?"
Link wiped the corner of his mouth and sat up.
"No, but sleeping is contagious, you fall asleep next to me, and it makes me want to snooze too."
The old man said with a serious expression.
Link apologized again, perked up, and looked forward, as the movie had already started.