How Do You Prove We Exist? Maybe

I Disconnected As A Sleepy Seth Stepped Out Of The Bedroom. “who’s Dante? Was That A Collect Call To The Inferno?” “they Won’t Accept The Charges,” I Murmured.

No. . .i Mean, I'm Sorry He. . .you Know, Said Those Things To You." "it's Part Of Being A 'good' Family. Everyone's Got Skeletons In Their Closet.

Yeah According To My- Hey, Are You Staring At My Chest? -rose To Adrian

She Didnʹt Know If She Could Carry On By Herself, But Then, She Realized That If This Wasnʹt A Dream—and Dear God, Did It Feel Real—there Was No Magic ʺstopʺ In Real Life. If She Couldnʹt Deal With Loneliness In A Dream, She Never Would Be Able To While Waking.

So,” I Said At Last, Staring At My Hands. “how’s, Uh, Your Car?” “i Left It Out On The Street. Figured It’ll Be Fine There While I’m Gone.