I dreamt last night that we were younger, perhaps 18? We worked in this giant warehouse of a store with different jobs and mostly play. After awhile we got tired of work and ended up at this house party that was dark, wet, slightly desolate, and nobody could find their cigarettes. Lucky for me they had all been lost in the chair I was sitting in.
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