I dreamed we had decided to go to disneyland together.
But, there was a communication malfunction.
I called him from disneyland asking him where he was and he told me he had gone to my house to pick me up.
Ultimately, he decided to stay at my house and hang out with my dad while he waited for me to come home.
When I finally did, he was upstairs in my parents room and he was ironing my dad's uniform.
It was supposed to be practice for when he became a police officer.
Ha, my dad was showing him the ropes.
That would be the night we would first hold hands. <3
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