 Post 1 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Oh man. She hadn't signed up for this, oh no. Norah remembered her dreams from the past few nights very clearly, which wasn't too hard because the essence of all of them was exactly the same. Those were not good dreams. NOT. All capitals. Writing about them wouldn't be too difficult if she just had to keep them to herself, but what if they had to share and everybody heard about her dumb baby nightmares? Plus she was already pretty clear on what they meant, and it wasn't anything good. It could almost be considered very very very bad. And scary. And BAD.
She watched Zeke and Hady exchange their not-embarrassing dreams, nodding along at the interpretations as if she was really listening and not just trying to come up with a realistic dream to pretend she'd had. "I'm gonna get a cookie," she announced to nobody in particular. Yes. Okay. That was a noble pastime. She pushed herself up from the bed chair thing and collected a cookie, taking slow, shuffling steps back to her spot. Totally casual. Not stalling or ANYTHING. Deeeefinitely not.
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