So I won't tell you.
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For the first time I realized that what I had been seeing until that moment was a dream, I opened my eyelids.
I had a bad dream.
It's a lot of bad chest shit bad dreams, coming out of a guy who doesn't like it.
The addition or subtraction of clothes wrinkles, lights, and even the color of the other person's eyes were clearly reproduced, not least because her brain was superior to the scene composition, which was a sight I had seen in real life once.
In the covered futon, sigh slowly. The unusually heavy chest doesn't mean the croquette I ate last night is on my stomach.
- I don't wake up because today is a holiday.
It is the worst wake-up call ever for a long holiday. Now, no matter what time it was, I reached for my pillow... but at that moment I realized one thing and she hurriedly pulled her arm into the futon.
And her - the nuts.
Much more than dreams and other realities of stabbing my skin, I whined with a trembling voice.
"Frozen Wow..."
It's about a cold winter day.