So I am in my room, just chillin', when there is a bang on the door. I open it, and who is it but Taji and Connie.
"Am I dreaming?" I ask.
"Yes, it's a nightmare," he answered.
It's like he could read my mind!
The good thing: he went and got me some juice. The bad thing: I have to go to the bathroom and I can't because I can't potty with a man in the house. Sigh.
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