(September 22, 2013)

There was a black leather couch beside me. It was empty besides some cushions. Next thing I know Jordan Dreyer comes in and he is standing in front of the table and starts reciting "Fall Down, Never Get Back Up." I say the words along with him at first, my friends are all around and paying attention, but they don't say anything probably because they don't know it. I look back at them and realize I'm the only one besides Jordan talking, and then I stop and look at him as he finishes up. I look back at my friends and Jordan is laying across the couch that was empty, and he is now Christofer Drew, and I look at him after a while and I smile and get my iPod on camera and point it at him and say, "Hey, Chris." He looks at me. "Smile." He does, and I get two good pictures, and then I thank him and look at them and eventually we start up talking again. I think he was the one to start to talk to me, but all I remember is asking him if he liked anime and he said no, then I asked about scary movies and he said they were okay. I remember I was looking around and there was a cob-webbed shelf full of manga, and I said, "You sure do have a lot of manga for someone who doesn't read it." He seemed embarrassed and said yeah, then I saw Aaron on a hover board over all of the shelves, and I pointed it out and then Aaron was easing down and he started walking with it, except his feet weren't touching the ground. Christofer and I return to our place from before and it is Walmart still but there is the couch and table. I sit on my knees on the floor and Christofer on the couch. He leans and blows a raspberry on my forehead and I giggle and I lean and do the same on his cheek. He does it back and then I lean to do it on his lips but he backs away quickly and makes a face. I look embarrassed. "I-I was going to do it on your nose--" 

He leans forwards and blows a raspberry on my lips, I blush, then he backs away and grins. 

Later on we are walking together, the sky is purple and orange and blue and pretty. We're walking off past houses and on the street and we are talking, he says that he wants to escape this town and leave it all behind. I look at him and say, "But Chris, I am in this town." He doesn't much seem to care but remains quiet.