[ she nodded as she rubbed her hands on her jeans, looking around them for a moment. this place, whatever it was, still made her feel uneasy and she just wanted to wake up. end on a good note. she didn't know if the memory would start itself up all over again, fade out to something worse, or what. dreams were... weird. ]
Yeah. I'm good. Wish it had happened like that for real.
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Yeah. I'm good. Wish it had happened like that for real.
... Thanks.