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IRL!
(Sunday, August 7th, 2022)
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I turn over, peeking one eye open to find Rhea still passed out. I somehow always wake up before her, refuse to get up and fall back asleep, and then end up looking like the lazy-bones.
Calmly drifting back off to sleep, finding it easy thanks to the blackout curtains, which I also have back at home, I find myself pulled into a dream...
A Roman Reigns dream to be exact.
Are you freakin kidding me?!
It was mostly a hazy flash of us talking, in the gym or the ring I can't remember already, but I know it was him. His face was very clear.
I'm gonna chalk this up to him being very prevalent in my life as of late...
It was one of those dreams that felt like fog. You can see the dream play out in your head, but once you've woken up you can't remember anything that was said.
And I'm not sure if I'm more mad that he's not infiltrated not only my real life, but now my subconscious, or that he's plagued my mind and it has betrayed me.
Suddenly, as I'm trying to process the thought of Roman Reigns laughing and smiling at something my dream self was saying... an arm crashes down into my stomach.
I let out a groan as snickering fills my ears.
"Oi, wake up, would you?" Rhea cackles.
I scoff, rolling over to face her, and open my eyes to narrow them at her. "I'm awake."
She smirks. "Morning."
The first time I stayed here she refused to let me sleep on the couch, and though she has guest bedrooms, the thought of not having to sleep in a bed alone and the nostalgia of having a sleepover, which I didn't know anything about growing up, we just landed here.
"Ugh." I roll my eyes at her chipper attitude, how long did I fall back asleep for?
Barry and Luna are curled up at our feet, snoring away, hmm as I should be.
"Come on, it's 10:37." Rhea pats my arm. Last I looked it was 8:05. "Wanna workout and then go eat?"
Now she speaks my language. I turn to her with smirk.
