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I Had That Dream

You know the one: the one where the doorbell rings and you wake up trying to figure out if that was really your doorbell or not. The complication? I'm at Cute Boy Person's parents' house and I have no idea what their doorbell sounds like. Also, CBP is at the gym and I'm here alone. Then I realized that I don't even know where all of the doors are in this house and they seem to not keep them locked but maybe they keep them locked when they aren't home or everyone that's home is asleep, I don't know, but maybe one of the doors is unlocked and maybe the doorbell was a burglar checking to see if anyone was at home or maybe trying to trick someone into opening the door and man, there are a lot of glass doors in this place and if I had to call 911 I wouldn't even know what address to send them to but I could give them the town name and the street name and a description of my car in the driveway and my license plate is... well, the second letter is u....

Well, I'm awake now. And I have a headache. And while I have checked that the front door lock is in the standard locked position and there seem to be no noises from anywhere in the house, I'm still too paranoid to lay down and go back to sleep.

Time to take an English fuckton of antihistamines and hope that it either cures my headache or puts me to sleep.

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