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[wicka]

[ ah. ]

I can come over, if you want?

[ It feels weird, sometimes, having people come to him after Dom's roommate disappeared, like Hope's coming and going amplified the loneliness around him. (Even with the snow leopard that's currently staring at him.) ]

I can bring Dee. —but I don't have to.

[internship]

Yeah, bring Dee. We can make it a sleepover?

[ Which—feels more intimate, somehow, than being naked with Dom within the first hour of meeting him. A huff of a laugh, realizing— ]

I mean, I guess that’s a requisite. For dreaming.

[wicka]

[ there's an exhale, the hint of laughter. ]

Yeah, guess you're right. Bet she'll be happy you want her to be there.

[ silence, then— ] When did you wanna do it?

[internship]

I’m alone tonight? If that’s not too soon.

[ If dream magic needs preparation, or—if it’s just tender, after what they’ve talked about. ]

Or we can wait until after New Year’s? Make it feel like a fresh start.

🎀 soon!

[wicka]

[ tmw you write a bunch of text tags and then forget this isn't a text tag ]

Oh — yeah, that sounds good. After New Year's. For a fresh start, like you said.

Is there a place you wanna visit first?

[internship]

I guess we could go anywhere in a dream, right? [ Wild. A little overwhelming, if she thinks about it too long. ]

Maybe your home, if you wanted to show me? Or I could show you New York.

aaand 🎀

[wicka]

Yeah, exactly. [ This is — exciting. There's a thrill in his chest, something to look forward to until the new year comes. ] I'll show you Macau, then you show me New York.

[ It's a deal. ]