>>68487 >Rub your eyes, fondly recollect dreams of cute goat boy, try to ignore the nightmarey bits, and proceed to check for jobs.
Nan shivers. The dream was palpable and terrifying. She's got cold sweats.
Nan's boyfriend sits up, startled, and asks her if she's all right. He says she's shaking, she must have had a very bad nightmare.
>>68502 >"It was about ... when I met you, honey. In the hotel with the flaky lights, and the ratbells?
That's not how they met!
>>68503 >Nan should probably ask what time it is from her boyfriend, then. Don't want to be rising too early, or sleeping in too long, right?
He informs her it's 10:30 and they slept in, but he decided since it was the weekend they could afford to. Probably as good a time to get up as any, he says.
>>68501 >..try and read something.
Nothing to read here, how about the newspaper?