I had a dream last night that Graham found another girlfriend. And not just a girlfriend, he was mad with love for this chick. In my dream, I met her. She was petite with blonde hair and had a very strong handshake. In short, she was a bitch. This dream-girl locked Graham in an elevator and was conditioning him to stay content by ventilating the elevator's air with sweet-smelling perfumes. My dream-friends and I were planning his prison-break when I woke up, feeling relieved and rejuvenated. It was 10 am. This was the most I'd slept in two weeks.
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