I slept in 'till way too late, but I didn't mind. Not now. I saw his friend in my dream. We went to the same school. I was the new girl. I think I fell over on purpose to gain his attention. We spoke about him, he tried to pick me up with weird lines, but I didn't care. I only care about him, not about his friends.
This connection felt so weirdly personal. Even though it wasn't him, but his friend. It was possibly to protect myself from snapping awake from the adrenaline seeing him would give me.
At some point his friend threatened me to choke me to death. I just gave hima hmm... response.