Where is My Hookah

My old friend was disappearing. The region he was in had to suffer the same fate as him. The stylish waiter, the rebellious barista, and the fancy customers disappeared from our cafe.

They were so real that I couldn't come to my senses for a while. It was like reliving my life before I died, if only for a short time.

"Rimel, how are you? Any influence on you?"

But the past had passed, and I had to return to this moment immediately. I was going to ask the most critical question that will affect our operation to the young lady of our party without delay.

"Get ready; I'll tell you in 3 seconds!"

Approaching the place where the customers were treating the waiters like dogs, Rimel waited for the immunity of his ability to fade before answering the question.

"Excellent, I'm not getting any effects anymore!"

I sighed when I heard the good news. Now we only had to worry about one person.