Three dreams I had about you last night.
It's an odd feeling I have today, those dreams are running around my head as if they really happened, as if I'm recalling a memory. And when I think about them, as I've been doing for the most part of the morning, I cannot help but smile.
And blush.
What I'm trying to figure out is how you knew which room I was in, and why you opened the door the way you did.
Maybe it was the text that got this started. Who knows? But I do hope to see you again tonight.
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