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Krystabel's POV

This was the same dream that haunted me, the same dream that reminded me of my past. It was the same dream, the same memory I had tried to bury, that I tried to hide but it all came back. Mostly in my subconscious. My phone binged and I picked it from my bedside table and looked at the text I received. It was from Lila, my best friend. She had moved to Paris years ago.

Lila: you awake

Me: yup, just woke up.

Me: Call you when I'm done taking my bath

Lila: cool

I went into the bathroom, took my bath, and headed to the kitchen to get food. I sighed when I realized there weren't any leftovers, so I had to settle for cereal considering my poor cooking skills. I loved cereal because it was easy to make. I didn't have to stand in the kitchen for an hour trying to cook up something for me to eat when I would just end up smelling like smoke at the end. So I was usually stuck with cereal or leftover takeout. Although I did know how to make sandwiches, I hardly did. 

 I dumped the plates into the sink while making a mental note to wash them later. I picked up my phone and dialed Lila's number, and she picked the fourth ring.

"Thought you wouldn't call back," Lila said over the phone

"Good day to you too"

"How's my favorite friend doing"

"Fine as always"I replied with a smile

"Without a doubt"I could hear her laughter in the background

"So I'm guessing you didn't just call to say hi"

"Just checking up on you, no big deal"

"I don't need you to check up on me, "I said feigning annoyance

"Well I do, so are you still coming to Paris"

"It's not like I have a choice"

"So that's a yes," she asked

"Obviously, "I said rolling my eyes at her silly question

"I can't wait to see you on Friday" she said excitedly

"Neither can I, "I said

"See you in Paris then, "I said

"See you there"