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[foolmetwice]

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[HIT HIM UP WITH SOME MESSAGES SHOULD YOU CHOOSE]

Comments

[lefthandpath]

I'm not the one stuck having the same dream.

[he'd stick out his tongue like a mature person but in fact, he just flips Mars off. HIS DREAMS AT LEAST HAVE VARIANCE, YOU FOOL!]

Sweet dreams!

[anyway, gonna flounce before Mars figures out he can entrap him or something]

[foolmetwice]

That's not what I mean and you know it. . .!

[Mars does not give chase. Crown finds himself back in the hallway, which is now brightly lit and devoid of any bodies or blood. the elevator at the very end is open]

[Crown's surroundings suddenly distort like static on a television]

[lefthandpath]

[ugh... he's so tired.

time to actually get some actual sleep.]

[foolmetwice]

[YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF ALLEN WALKER]

[but with that thought, the entire dream shuts off into blackness, like someone turning off a television. sleep well, millennium earl]