@ShadeStar
"Oh, so it's not morning? Then what is it?"
"Oh, so it's not morning? Then what is it?"
“Afternoon. Night even. It’s like 6 PM.”
Lillian rubbed at her eyes, "Okay. Have you been crying?"
He giggled and shook his head, “No laughing,”
Lillian smiled a little, "Oh, that's good!"
“Woah. A smile and everything. Sleep serves happiness.”
"I guess so," Lillian giggled as she sat up, "Watcha watching?"
“Spanish soap operas,”
"Do you even know Spanish?"
“Not really. That’s the fun part,”
"You makeup the stories yourself then? Okay, that does sound like fun."
“It’s a ton of fun. I’ve been doing it for an hour,”
"How long did I sleep?"
“An hour and a half, 2 maybe.”
"That's, kind of impressive. Wow."
“Nap taking record. You get second place.”
"Who's got first?"
“I went into a coma for a day or so after surgery,”
"Oh yeah, but that's not a nap."
“It was to me,”
"Wasn't to me, it was fucking scary."
“Ahh but to me, it was like sleeping but with way more dreams,” he had never really told her about the dreams.
"…What dreams?" Lillian asked with curiosity in her eyes.
“Well I mean. When people are in comas they go into a really long dream. It’s like living in another world and when people are in it for years that’s why they lose memories.”
"That makes sense, what were your dreams?"
“Some things,” he grinned.
Lillian pouted, "Oh come on, please tell me."
“Em llet esaelp,”
"The fuck?"
“It’s ‘please tell me’ backwards.” he smiled.
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