"Wow. If that's your idea of a light meal..." He grabs a slice of bacon as she gets close and devours it. "You should meet my omother. She cooks like that, too. Though no bacon.
"As for nightmares...not so much a nightmare as just strange stuff. But all fading fast."
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"As for nightmares...not so much a nightmare as just strange stuff. But all fading fast."