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for 2 days i was unable to sleep. i dont know what was wrong with me. its not my time of the year to be staying up late. anyhow last night i slept a full 7 hours and i had the weirdest last dream.
somehow i got some information from a friend on a werewolf that lived in this whitetrash, trailer-parkish apartment complex. I needed to speak with him about some technical things I was learning at work. My informant however was wrong and this guy was a weremouse, not wolf. When the door opened he was standing on the hallway table. I remember him trying to eat my fingers during our conversation, it looked very bad but didnt hurt and he wasnt breaking skin. He figured this out and was trying to convince me to stay over and go to sleep.
oh no way, i knew what he was up to, some scheme to kill me so he could eat me so I left. When I left I noticed Oliver had grown wings, he was very nervous and surprised. I was surprised and excited to touch them, it scared him so he was running around on the white trash porches kicking over lawn chairs. I could never catch him.
somehow i got some information from a friend on a werewolf that lived in this whitetrash, trailer-parkish apartment complex. I needed to speak with him about some technical things I was learning at work. My informant however was wrong and this guy was a weremouse, not wolf. When the door opened he was standing on the hallway table. I remember him trying to eat my fingers during our conversation, it looked very bad but didnt hurt and he wasnt breaking skin. He figured this out and was trying to convince me to stay over and go to sleep.
oh no way, i knew what he was up to, some scheme to kill me so he could eat me so I left. When I left I noticed Oliver had grown wings, he was very nervous and surprised. I was surprised and excited to touch them, it scared him so he was running around on the white trash porches kicking over lawn chairs. I could never catch him.