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This isn't my house. This isn't my office. This isn't even Tokyo or Japan. I am positive that I should not have had that third martini last night. But really, since when has alcohol brought about dreams like this? Even I couldn't imagine all of this. This seems like a dream Ryuichi-san would have.
I believe I want to wake up now. Or perhaps step on someone. I can't believe this, I'm still wearing my glasses. At the very least I could dream myself into not needing them, or even perhaps dream my contacts here. ...I'm still in my pajamas.
...Now, isn't this interesting. Would someone like to enlighten me as to my current...situation?
[ OOC: Strikes so not there. ]
I believe I want to wake up now. Or perhaps step on someone. I can't believe this, I'm still wearing my glasses. At the very least I could dream myself into not needing them, or even perhaps dream my contacts here. ...I'm still in my pajamas.
...Now, isn't this interesting. Would someone like to enlighten me as to my current...situation?
[ OOC: Strikes so not there. ]