Hey, you.
It occurred to me this morning that we have something very important to discuss. That very important thing being those airline vouchers that we so expertly won.
Okay, say that you were going to have dinner with the guy you're seeing, that you're also married to in another life. And say that this dinner was for his brother's birthday. And say that his brother is probably really nice, but is kind of intimidating because not only is he family and that's big, but he's also, you know, a high ranking government employee. And say that you're pretty sure you might be defining the relationship tonight.
Say all of that is a factor. What would you wear to dinner?
Also, I'm mostly not freaking out about any of this, but I won't turn down any reminders that I'm totally cool and people like me and I have the ability to hold conversation with people without coming off as a weirdo, so I shouldn't dial up to actually freaking out.
[...] Hey. I saw the anonymous stuff and um.
Xing, this is Waverly. Waves, this is Xing.
I don't know if I should have said something sooner, like as soon as you told me who you were dreaming about, Waverly, but I wasn't sure if it was my place and I didn't want to overstep boundaries or not respect either of your privacy so [...] yeah. I'm sorry if that wasn't the right call.
Anyway. Hi. 👋🏽
Remember when you said that I could bother you the next time you had an overnight and I was off shift? I'm going to cash that in now.
I overthink things. I could blame it on my parents' lack of emotional involvement and their stringent academic standards but it's more likely just the mess of past life anxiety that this town likes to hand out like giant scoops of ice cream.
But I think about Ted and Andromeda a lot. I think about you, too. And I thought about you before I knew that you were dreaming about Andromeda, but now those thoughts are all tangled up together, for better or for worse.
I know how Ted's story ends. I can't not think about it, though I try to keep it pushed to the back of my mind more often than not. I love remembering all the little happinesses they found together, of course. But his ending just seems to put a haze over all of that, no matter what else I think of.
I don't know every part of your story. And you don't owe me any more than what you've already shared, in one way or another. But I know that you've lost people you care about, and nothing makes that better. What I'm afraid of, though, is that my dreaming of Ted- the reminders of him that I bring- will only serve as another reinforcement of such profound loss.
I like you, Rachel. And maybe it's obvious, but I hadn't actually said it, so... now you know, for certain. I like you, and I'd like to take you out. On dates, not on non-work-related meetups.
But only if it's what you want. Only if the benefits of me (as such things may be) could outweigh the downfalls of Ted. I don't know my own future, and I wouldn't want to even if it was offered. But I know that, no matter what else, I don't want to be someone who hurts you.
Hi. I need some big brother shaped wisdom, if you know one with the time.WAVERLY
Hey, you. How have you been doing? I feel like I haven't been as attentive a friend as I should be.
→ There is not enough caffeine in the world for an overnight shift the day after your best friend from another life gets married.
→ ...Today on 'sentences that make no sense to anyone else'.
→ Did you make it back to town alright?
Hi. I'm Lorelei Waters. I think we've met in passing when you've been into the Dreamery before. This is [...] maybe sort of random, but please hear me out.
I'm dreaming of Alice Longbottom. I've been dreaming of her for [...] most of my life, really, but it's only been in the last month or so that I've told anyone other than my fiance. So I'm still getting used to people knowing about it.
But I remember you mentioning on the network that you're dreaming of Andromeda Tonks. I [...] don't know how much you've dreamt, but she saved Alice's life more than a few times, and they were good friends. So I [...] wanted to extend that offer here, again.
And, well, along those lines, my fiance and I are getting married next Saturday in Richmond. Oh, and he's dreaming of Frank. And our officiant is dreaming of Neville. It's a whole [...] thing. But- especially since Andromeda didn't get to go to Frank and Alice's wedding- I wanted to invite you to mine and Foster's. So, consider yourself invited!
If it's all a bit too much / soon / short notice, I understand. We can do something more low key after Foster and I get back from our honeymoon.
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