Dream #17

My colitis buddies and I were all lying around on sunloungers. We were cosy with duvets. One of them whispered to me that Jack had shot a gun at Frankie (Hollyoaks characters) but he missed. It was probably because she had been texting another man. Katie’s side was still hurting. I also dreamed that you could rent Gillian Andreson to speak on your yacht from 12-2pm for £650.

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