had a dream where we were back in high school and I was too afraid to go into the lunchroom because I was like, a chosen one or something and everyone would swarm me. but also, I was hungry. :( and even chosen ones weren't allowed to eat outside of the lunch room!
Lark was in the dream with me (a not irregular occurrence for us) and was like "it's okay, put your hood up and wait at a table for me. I'll get your lunch." this worked flawlessly up until the point that he came back to my table, because it was then that our brain decided to seize upon the fact that he stands out like a sore thumb in a mundane high school. and of course, in the dream world, everyone knew him as the person who always hangs out with me. so they added two and two and figured out who the hooded figure at the table was.
ah well! was worth a shot!
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