"You wish I were real?" I ask her, intrigued.

"Yes. I guess I'm disappointed really. It's all weird. The nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, and it's a damn dream. On a lighter note..." She looks at me. "Thank you. Even if it's a dream, it's nice to feel appreciated and have a full belly of good food." I remember eating Henry this morning.

"Indeed it is. I myself had a nice breakfast." She smiles.

"Can't relate. Also, I wasted my lunch trying to help a hateful old bag. Should've left her in the street." She huffed. She watches me curiously.

"See something you like?"

"I was watching your eyes." She states. I leer at her, knowing how my appearance affects women.

"Do you like them?" I probe.

"It's so neat how they change colors." My face drops.

"What do you mean?"

"They were light green earlier

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