Travis's pov
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I wake up, unable to breathe. Sal notices, and says, "You've been talking in your sleep, you okay?".
I take a deep breath and, sigh, finally able to breathe.
I explain the dream I had, and his eyes widen at every part.
"Oh, Travis, I'm sorry!", He exclaims.
I walk to the bathroom, and check my hair, fixing it. Sal walks in behind me, and he smiles.
I hug him, and Larry comes crashing into the apartment. "HEY BUDDIES! I'M COMING OUT AS....", he screams at the top of his lungs, clearly not aware the time of night it is.
"A SIMP!!", He runs out, stomping.
Me and Sal look at eachother. "Todd", we both say, laughing.
I suddenly feel a wave of sadness wash over me, but I try to swallow back the tears, hugging Sal tightly.
"Travis, I have a very important question.", Sal says. "Hm?", I reply.
"Do ya like j-j-j-j-j-j--j-jj--j-j-j-jj-j-j-j-j-jazz?", He asks.
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