Friday, May 29, 2009

Shortbread and I were at an anime convention. We were us.. but we also weren't us. We had bodies as if we were models. We wore gothic lolita clothing; she wore hers in white and mine was in black. We were in a merchandise room, and I think we were also selling some things, but at that moment in the dream, it was too early for the shops to be open. We were hanging out and wandering around the room, meeting our neighbouring dealers.

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