"This handsome guy will show his skills and cook a big table of dishes for you!"
"Do you want to make an appointment with Rachel?"
I stared at the messages, identical to those in my dream. The coincidences were too many, too precise to ignore. I decided to believe the dream.
According to the development of the dream, there would be a heavy rain the next day. This rainstorm would last for three months. Time was running out and I had to prepare quickly.
As Rachel said, my family was well off. When I was admitted to the university in Andalusia, my father bought me a house in a community near the school as a reward. This was a fully decorated house, on the top floor, the 35th floor. It was perfect for resisting continuous rainfall. No matter how heavy the rain was in three months, it was impossible to flood the 35th floor, right?
I immediately took a taxi to the supermarket and started my material procurement plan. I tipped the driver and asked him to help me move things from the supermarket. According to my calculations, I bought, including but not limited to, the following items:
2 boxes of compressed biscuits
2 boxes of canned beef
2 boxes of canned chicken
10 boxes of mineral water