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“Do you ever think about what it’d be like if you and I weren’t together?”
“You mean if I was still party-all-night, single-let’s-mingle Maxwell? I actually had a dream about this during Bertrand’s bachelor camping trip […]
I was at the Beaumont Estate. Awesome party. Everyone was dancing the night away, all happy … But I remember feeling distracted, lost, worried. Like I was looking for something. Every door I opened, every hallway I checked, I walked away disappointed.
The whole dream had this sad, grey, vignette filter. You know, like Twilight with that weird blue tinge.”