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What terrible luck for Morticia to get abducted out of her room in the dead of night!
Surely circumstances can only get better. -
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The setting sun is warm on your skin and all at once you are acutely aware that this is not a dream.
On the contrary, it feels as if you’ve just woken up.
It’s a tingling, familiar sensation that washes over the forefront of your mind as you blink and take in your immediate surroundings.
You’re in The Neighborhood, sitting underneath the apple tree, watching Wally Darling paint a canvas opposite of you across the picnic blanket.
You rub your forehead.
Yes, this feels like waking up from a dream. This is a feeling you’ve had when waking up in bed before, making a conscious effort to retain the fleeting details of another world.
But alas, the more you try to retrace the steps of those fanciful happenings, the more your mind wanders off trail.
What were you dreaming about just now? -
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You have an addiction to Plush Rump and regularly fantasize about the man behind the camera.
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This was confinement with a purpose. Here, you couldn’t procrastinate by picking up small talk about TV shows you didn’t watch or stare outside at the falling snow. More importantly, Connor couldn’t pull your attention (unless you thought about him) by simply existing in your proximity.
But how could you not think about him? Even for an Android, he was the image of perfection with his chiseled body and his handsome face blessed with such kissable lips…
You shook your head quickly, forcing your attention back to the monitor. -
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This would be Connor’s third time attending the New Years Eve gathering for the Detroit PD, and this year it was taking place at a new restaurant called The Golden Calf at the recommendation of one of the officers that had thrown a birthday party there a few weeks back.
Even though he’d insisted each year that he didn’t mind working on the holiday, Hank had twice now all but dragged him out for the celebrations. But this time he didn’t require any convincing. Fowler had ordered him and his partner to partake in the festivities to get their minds off of the case, much to the detective’s chagrin.