Gaby & Clint discussions of uncomfortable dreams set after this post
Today 9:15 PM
You got blown up?
a little bit. well no like a lot. like a full explosion of a whole ship and me and lots of aliens. yeah.
...aliens?
yeah. they're shapeshifting asshats that try to take over places or whatever. so, blown up in a show of heroism and stuff but... still blown up.
That sounds horrific. Are you alright? Do you need anything?
i mean, i've been worse, that's for sure. kinda weird to think that's if for the dreams, you know? i've got a friend coming over with some whisky. i may just drink myself stupid tonight and try not drown in the shower.
I don’t know if drinking yourself into oblivion is the most sensible way of dealing with your dreams, though I found out recently that one of my friends is tortured in ours, possibly as a result of me betraying him.
it's the best way of dealing with this. other methods would result in injury. probably to me. but shit, that's heavy. you sure you don't need a drink?
Well, avoiding injury is preferable since I’m sure your insurance would not consider paying out next time. And I am fine: he stayed with me in the aftermath, we’re talking about it. It’s nice having him around. Who’s the friend bringing you whiskey?
it's cute you think i'm still insurable. communication in the face of betrayal and torture, sounds like a very healthy method. are you sure we're friends? ciri? she's my 'go out drinking with him so he's not a lame idiot at home' friend.
Ours is an unlikely friendship. I still need a drink to get to sleep, that qualifies me, I think, to stay your friend. Ah, well at least you have someone to go out with. I assume she’s as excellent at decision making as you are.
that is putting it mildly. yeah, she's great at coming up with ideas but has a slightly more evolved survival instinct that means less danger. or at the very least we get out of there before it becomes hazardous to anyone's health.
That fills me with only a little bit of confidence, still, it is better than someone who has the same survival instincts as you. Are you sure you don’t need anything?
i haven't been stabbed once while we're out, so that's saying something. i think so. not yet at least. i guess i'll find out if it's traumatising enough soon. how're you doing with the whole potential betrayal thing?
I’m dealing with it well enough, I think. The person in the dream is not me, but I feel guilty. Especially considering what happens to Napoleon. I don’t think he blames me, but I would not blame him if a part of him did.
i mean that seems about standard honestly. i would probably feel a bit shitty too. guess if he says he doesn't, best to take him at his word? at least unless it gets awkward.
I’m sure he means it. But that makes me feel no less guilty. It hasn’t made things too awkward yet, I don’t know. It’s odd. But enough about me. You have your friend coming over soon, promise me that you’ll text me if you need anything? Please?
sure, we can get all the dogs together and go out. maybe a proper hike. napoleon too if he wants. i mean fresh air is always good, right?
Fresh air is always good. You can bring your bar friend if you’d like as well. We can make a day of it.
provided no one mentions 'doubles' and 'dates' then it sounds like a plan.