After washing up, Avery got out of her room.

The next-door room door was closed tightly. Elliot should still be asleep.

Avery decided to head down to have some breakfast. Just when she was by the door about to head out, Elliot's room door opened. He was properly dressed, looking fresh. He walked over to her.

"Why are you up so early?" Avery asked in surprise.

"Aren't you up too?" He followed her out of the door. "Look at your eyebags. Did you not sleep last night?"

"No, I slept, but I kept having nightmares," she said and covered her mouth to yawn. "Let's go and see that person after breakfast!"

Elliot looked at her sleepy face. He said, "Do you want to try catching up on some sleep after breakfast? It might be easier for you to sleep during the day."

"Is there a scientific basis to this?"

"None," Elliot said. "Or take some medicine?"

"I don't have trouble sleeping. I don't need medicine." Avery rejected his offer. "Don't rely on medicine too much. They are part poison."

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