All Thanks to Theodore
I rolled my eyes, "So you have a caterpillar fetish and a neck fetish now?"
He grinned and snatched the apple out my hand, "In the dream, the caterpillar is actually my Grandmother so not quite," he corrected.
I laughed and shook my head, "That is so strange. Every week?!"
"Without fail," he said, "And what do you have against mushrooms?"
"It's the texture. They're squeaky and it makes me shiver," I replied.
He furrowed his eyebrows, "Squeaky?"
"If you know, you know," I replied.
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