Thought
“And before you ask, no, I’ve never met a pureblood immortal in my life. Nor am I obsessed with any immortals.”
I’m covering my bases.
“Alright, can you tell me what these silver eyed people are doing in your dreams,” he asks, tapping his pen against his folder. It’s clearly bothering him that he fails to see why I’m having these dreams right off the bat.
“One of them appears to romanticize and then by the end he wants to kill me. And then there is another one with silver eyes, who seems to be there to save me whenever I need it, but otherwise, ceases to exist,” I explain to him, fully aware that it doesn’t make much sense.
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