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------It was really weird, lets start it off there. We were in that college where I was supposed to go to, but in a last ditch effort I ended up going somewhere else. Because, to put it frankly, I didn't wanna go to a community college. We were in the halls, Irony cause i still remember the place due to the amount of times I always visited. There's this lounge in the middle of the hallway near this massive lecture hall. And we we're there just chilling, cuddling to be exact. We just came from like class I think, and you're sleeping and I'm holding you in my arms as I drew flowers or faces on my tablet.

------It was weird because it felt so real. I felt the weight of you as you lay on my chest, I felt the warmth that you gave out too. And the scent of your hair, and how it would sometimes brush against my face. I felt really happy too. I'd kiss your head as you slept on me, and you'd wake up a bit and look up and kiss me right back. Heck, I did it so much that you got mad at me for not letting you sleep. And I replied back: "Okay okay, you can sleep." And you proceeded to do so.

------It gets weirder cause just before our next class, suddenly I hear a mass of people shouting, as if there's a fight going on. You can hear the ratchetness, of some guy screaming "Worldstar!" and people chanting, "oh s**t, oh s**t" and lastly people instigating the conflict. Because of this you eventually gave up on sleeping. We went to see what the ruckus was all about. As we got there we see a group of men fighting, there was a broken glass door and a guy through it. You still being groggy from lack of sleep clung to my arm and rested your head on my shoulder. Suddenly the man who was pushed through the glass pulls out a gun, and shoots the people who he was fighting. The sounds of the gunshot made everyone scatter and run away. Except us. We stood there, you sleeping on my arm and me just observing the violence that surrounded us. Aptly, we didn't give a s**t about our surroundings because you were still tired, and I wasn't afraid.

------He ends up shooting three people, killing two of them, before getting shot by the campus police which subsequently lead to his death. The campus police arrests everyone involved in the fight. An officer comes up to us and asks us a couple of questions. I was too distracted to answer them properly, as I watched officers cut up the corpses with hand saws, and played basketball with parts of the bodies; shooting them into a bin. One of the officers even bounces the head between his legs as if it were a basketball, proceeds to run to the bin, and lastly dunks it, into the bin. The officer questioning us asks us to leave, as seemed as if he wanted to join on the fun as well. But before he lets us go, he reminds us that: "We didn't see anything, and nothing ever happened here." The campus police were a bit intimidating as they wore gas masks, and were armed with assault rifles.

------We the proceeded to walk towards our next class, which is a business class. Which was somehow ran by my Italian professor. We had presentations that day, and you presented your business plan. You were going to sell cupcakes to third-world countries because cupcakes bring happiness. Your logic was that third-world countries were always burdened with problems and hardships in many forms such as diseases, poverty, and hunger. So therefore, it would be opportune for your business to sell cupcakes to these people to ease their days and make their lives a bit brighter, with cupcakes! The professor gives commends you because of how well executed your business plan was, and your presentation skills despite being a little sleepy.

------It was my turn to present nonetheless. My business plan was about providing commercial transportation via submarines. I got inspiration with the Virgin Galactic firm that hopes to provide space flight for tourists wanting to go to space. I thought that we can make entertainment submarines, that of which is like a cruise ship, and we would travel the world basically, providing commercial transport via submarines. However I never managed to execute the rest of my business plan. As I was about to introduce the mission statement, a sharp pain hit my head and made me a bit dizzy. Then afterwards I collapsed while presenting the current market conditions of today's economy.

------I woke up in an infirmary, and you were there holding my hand. I see your face leaking flushed in shades of red and pink from all the crying. I wipe the tears in your eyes with my hand which feels very heavy and weak. Our friends bust out of nowhere into the room, asking me questions if I'm okay and what happened. James bought in an electric ukelele, which looked the a miniature version of my red guitar, and he played us a song that lightened up the mood a bit. After then the nurse tells us to get out because we were making too much noise, and she might call the infamous campus police. You help me get up, and we walk out of the college.

------Realizing that we missed the rest of our classes that day because of my incident and, how you refused to leave me in the infirmary alone; I decided to take us out for a lunch date, even though it was technically almost dinner. As we walked towards the train station we talked about various topics, such as sports and how I told you I used to skate and run for the HS track team. We went to various places such as little Italy around where I lived and tasted various gelato from the expanse of bakeries in the area, like how I promised you. Somehow we also ended up in ancient Alexandria, where we chilled by the canal that I kept falling into. We we're gonna visit the library but then my alarm went off and I woke up. So yeah, that was very weird. I hope you enjoy it!

Thanks for reading, this is Anikacy, signing out.