"Sure," Noah says. Cleaning sounds better than drinking, anyway. He sets the bottle gently down on the bedside table, the one Ronan dreamed for him. Ronan dreamed most of the furniture in this room, actually. That's how amazing he is.
"What if I was one of your dreams?" he asks. "You were having a nightmare about ghosts, and voila. Me."
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Date: 2016-02-24 04:32 am (UTC)"What if I was one of your dreams?" he asks. "You were having a nightmare about ghosts, and voila. Me."