About midway through, Aaron and I had been through a lot, though I can’t remember what. We wandered through a grocery store and I picked up a tiny little cap gun. We were sitting in the car and he decides he wants to go to the concert, but can’t remember how to get to the club.
The area I remembered from a previous dream, so I told him exactly how to get there, then went off to try and figure out how to work my cap gun. I think it was broken.
There was a short part about taking some boudoir photos, but I’m not sure who or why.
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