[“Isn’t exactly breaking news”, she says. Although, to you, you’re pretty sure it is. It’s not like you’ve ever been told about this before, not that you can remember. You had always thought you were the only one of your friends without the ability to see. How can she just play it off as no big deal like this when it really is. You’re sure of that.]
Shit, I don’t know. Am I imagining all of this or something? Rose, if you’re real, you should probably pinch me or something. I mean, that’s what people do when they’re not sure if something is real, right?
You feel a little more concerned for Dave, like this might actually be your Dave after all, when he admits that the possibility could be true like this. So, you duly extend your arm, feeling for his own, then gently pinch him. That should get the point across.
There you go, Strider. Have I returned you to reality, such that you can entertain the notion that this has been the status quo for the past two years?
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