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Some weeks have passed. It's now March. Noah is still having the time of his life. And as time passes, it slowly becomes more evident that he is indeed, in love with Indy. But right now, it's night time, and he just went to bed, and is currently having a dream where he's flying.
[Noah flying across the clean, blue sky, full of adrenaline]
Noah: (shouting) I have no idea how this makes any sense, but it's so fucking cool!
[The sky suddenly begins to get darker]
Noah: Wait, what the fuck is going on?
[It starts to rain heavily, and thunder sounds start echoing through his ears]
Noah: Great... And now I'm gonna get a cold!
[Someone starts flying next to him, but he can't see who it is, since it's too dark]
Noah: Hey, who's there?
[The person slowly becomes visible]
Saskia: Don't you recognize me, Noah? I'm Saskia, the girl who stole your girlfriend.
Noah: But you're dead... Wait... I'm flying, and a girl who died is flying next to me... This is obviously a dream.
Saskia: Is it? Is it really?
Noah: Yes... And what the fuck are you doing here? You decided to haunt me?
Saskia: Why would I haunt you? I'm not dead.
Noah: Yes, yes you are. You're just too salty to accept it. You died too soon, and in the mean time, I'm back in high school, living my best life.
Saskia: Sweetheart, I'm not dead. And you can pretend to be Max for as long as you want, but you can't escape being Noah.
Noah: What the fuck does that even mean?
Saskia: You'll see.
[Saskia kisses him]
Noah: Oh god, no! No! No! Gross!
[Noah wakes up]
Noah: What the fuck? (breathing heavily) It's just a dream, Noah. It's just a dream. That bitch is dead. You can sleep peacefully now.
[He tried to go back to sleep but failed. He stayed up all night, until it was time to wake up and have breakfast. He wasn't in the best mood]
Gary: (having breakfast) Hey, here's the man... What's with that expression, Max?
Noah: I couldn't sleep. I had a terrible nightmare, and then couldn't go back to sleep.
Gary: Oh... Wanna talk about it?
Noah: I really prefer not to, but thanks dad.
Gary: Okay, okay... Just know that it happens to everybody. Your life can't be 100% perfect all the time.
Noah: (looks through the window) It's raining a lot!
Gary: Yeah... Summer is gone, we're headed towards the Autumn.
Noah: Makes sense. We're in the southern hemisphere.
[Judy comes in]
Judy: Max... Hey, what's wrong?
Gary: Our son had a terrible nightmare.
Judy: Wanna talk about it?
Noah: Thanks mom, but I'll keep this one to myself.
Judy: Okay... But if you change your mind, your dad and I are all ears.
Noah: Thanks guys (finishes breakfast).
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The Private Servers of Life
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