12th Kick || 4th Wall Day [action]

[windsorknot]

[ It's Sunday, which means Arthur's foregoing his usual homemade coffee for a trip to one of the cafes in the Square. Except once he gets outside, he find that the City is once again far more busy than it usually is. Which could only mean... ]

This again?

[ There's an incredulous tone in his voice as he continues on while scanning the crowds

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[aconsistency]

[ This is Tom.

See Tom gape.

See Tom collect himself and close his mouth. This is a dream, right? It feels like a dream. Yeah, maybe he would dream up an entire city with some strange carousel. He wonders if he should google it - carousel dreams. That's a song, right? Heart's a spinning carousel, or something, it sounds really familiar.

My heart's a spinning carousel, and you don't need to pay to ride.

... Wait, no, yeah, that'd make an awful card.

Tom clears his throat. The guy that looks like him has to be his- spirit guide, or something, right? Or doppelganger. Whatever. ]

[windsorknot]

[ So far so good, Arthur can't help but think. Maybe he'll actually make it to the cafe without running into someone claiming to be his long lost cousin or something as ridiculous as that.

It's as he's passing the carousel that something, or rather someone, catches his eye. He turns his head to get a better look and finds himself doing a double take.

This has to be a trick. Has to be. He could just ignore this doppelganger and continue on his way to some much-needed caffeine. And really, it'd probably for the best.

Arthur keeps his head down and deliberately avoids looking to his left as he marches onward for what he hopes is some damn good coffee because it's too early for this shit. ]

[aconsistency]

Woah-

[ DON'T YOU RUN AWAY FROM HIM, SPIRIT GUIDE. ]

Hey, wait up!

[windsorknot]

[ Arthur stops and turns around slowly, his expression casual. ]

Can I help you?

[aconsistency]

Yeah, um -

[ Pause, because Tom hasn't thought this far ahead. What are you even supposed to do in a dream like this? ]

You're supposed to, right?

[windsorknot]

I'm pretty sure we've never met, so I can't say I know what you're talking about.

[aconsistency]

This is all in my head, though.

[ As in, of course you should know what he's talking about, you're in his dream. ]

Right?

[windsorknot]

It depends. What's the last thing you remember?

[aconsistency]

[ Summer. Sleeping with Summer on a no-label sort of basis, like what normal people did. It's modern. ]

I went to IKEA today.

[windsorknot]

[ IKEA. That's something Arthur at least knows. ]

And then you ended up here?

[aconsistency]

Not right after. I went to bed, first.

[windsorknot]

Who knows, maybe you are dreaming, then.

[ If Arthur's amused look is anything to go by, he's being serious. ]