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Allison/Emanuel Naked in School (NiS, hs, exhib, voy, mf, pett, oral, caution)

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Wednesday Morning:

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Allison

“Manny, where were you? I needed you, and you said you’d help me anytime.”

“My patience is gone. You need help so often now. I don’t have the energy for it anymore. I just can’t.”

“But… you promised. Doesn’t that count for something?”

“Maybe at one point.”

“But…”

“Enough. I’m leaving. Don’t ask me to stay.”

“No… please. I can change. Honest. I really can.” A blaring noise suddenly filled her ears. “What is that noise?”

“Wake up!” she heard a female voice shouting.

“But I’m not asleep. Really.”

“Allison, sweetie, you’re having a nightmare.” Allison felt the room fade and noticed her bedroom appear a moment later.

“Huh? What time is it Mom?”

“Time to get up. Can I ask what that was all about?”

“Something I shouldn’t be worrying about.”

“That’s often the case. Breakfast will be ready in fifteen minutes.” Allison nodded her head and wandered into the bathroom.

Manny wouldn’t do that, would he? Besides, it’s not like I’m completely dependent on him. I handled yesterday pretty well. Ouch… too hot. Okay, that’s better. Now where’s that soap? Ahh… there it is. She quietly started to lather her body, wondering what her father so badly wanted to ask the night before.

“Oooh… no, I don’t have the time right now” she exclaimed as her soapy hands made their way down her breasts. “Besides, I’ll have more than enough orgasms today.” Sweetheart, are you awake?

Yeah. Even if I wanted to sleep late, I couldn’t.

Any particular reason?

Mostly things I’m not comfortable discussing right now. Dad’s screaming all night didn’t help either. I’ll see you at school, okay precious?

Yeah. “That’s odd. He’s normally much more willing to talk to me.”

Maybe he doesn’t like me anymore.

No. I refuse to believe that. She reached for the nearby shampoo bottle. When he is comfortable enough to speak with me about whatever it is, he will.

“Allison! Phone for you!”

“Be right down mom!” She quickly rinsed the shampoo from her hair, turning off the water as she opened the door. Maybe he decided he’s ready. Now, where is that hair tie? There it is. Hmm... jeans or a skirt? Jeans will survive the duffel bag better, but a skirt will probably look nicer. But, a skirt is more likely to be stolen. “Sarah, would a skirt or jeans work better for today?”

“Jeans. It’s too windy for a skirt.”

Allison quickly pulled on a pair of white panties and blue jeans, a white lace bra and simple pink t-shirt. There. Conservative, but still pretty. Manny, are you okay?

Emanuel

He’s finally asleep. I don’t know much more of this I can take.

Manny?

Yes precious?

Are you okay? I felt your presence, but you seemed preoccupied.

Dad finally fell asleep. He’s been up all night yelling, and I barely got any sleep as a result. Anyway, I’ll see you at school, okay?

Yeah.

A feeling of dread passed through Emanuel. Huh? I haven’t felt dread this strong since… uh oh. I’ll talk to Sensei about this before I do anything else. He dropped his thought wall for a moment. Precious, I may be a little late... something came up that I need to take care of before school. I’ll do my best to be on time.

Can I ask what it is?

I’m not at liberty to say actually. Sorry.

I understand. Good luck.

Thanks. “Okay, there’s my duffel, and there’s the spare, but where is my book bag? Right… already on the bike.”

Allison

“Good, you’re down. Say a quick hello to Grandma and eat up. The bus should be here in about ten minutes.”

“Okay mom. Hi grandma… I’m good… School’s going okay… Yes, I am in the Program… No, not out of choice… It’s a graduation requirement now… That wouldn’t work Grandma… I’d need to move to another country, that’s why… No, they have it too… I don’t know, Pakistan maybe?… Yes Grandma… Not yet Grandma… Not for that reason. I do have a boyfriend… No, he respects my wishes… I don’t believe that anymore… Grandma! How could you say that?... That’s enough Grandma, have a nice day.”

“Which one did she use?”

“The W word.”

“I tried to tell her times are changing, but you know how people can get as they get older.”

“Yes mom, you’ve told me a million times.”

“Exaggeration’s not nice kiddo. Eat up.”

“Yes mom.”

But, what if Grandma’s right? What if the Program is designed to make whores out of us all?

No. What would the government have to gain from a nation of sexual promiscuity? That can’t be their reason.

Of course that’s not their reason. There’s only one possible reason: to put doubt into people’s minds about religion, and thus lead to other evils like cloning take over. As she thought this, she felt herself start to slip.

No, I can resist this. I don’t need… she thought as she felt the walls come up around her. No! I want those pancakes she thought as she watched in horror as her body pushed the plate away.

“Are you okay kiddo?”

Allison watched in shock as she nodded her head. No! Mom, can’t you tell something’s wrong?

“If you say so.”

She knows…but she knows there’s nothing she can do.

Emanuel

“Thank you Sensei. Your wisdom has helped me again.”

“Kenshi, you know I consider it a great honor to help my students. I have a strong feeling she’ll need your help soon, and I trust you will select your words and actions with great care.”

“Of course Sensei. Thank you again.”

“Make sure you are not late for school.”

“Of course. I will see you this afternoon then.” Allison, precious, I’m on my way.

Thank God. I need you Manny.

What’s the matter?

I don’t know. I somehow slipped into my safe place, but it doesn’t feel safe any more. It feels like a prison now.

I’ll get there as soon as I can. Where are you now?

On the bus, but it’s no more than five minutes from school.

I’m at least ten. Try to hold out as long as you can.

Okay, but I doubt I’ll last long once the strip show starts. I feel like I’m going crazy.

What you’re feeling would drive most people crazy.

How did I deal with this before?

You didn’t. That’s part of why it was a safe place before.

Oh… that makes sense. Try to hurry, it’s my turn to strip, and my body isn’t moving for some reason.

I’m just approaching the building.

Allison

“Allison? Are you okay?” she heard a familiar voice ask.

No George, I’m not okay! she thought as her head nodded.

“Allison, why is the crowd getting antsy? Why are they even here?”

I’ll be right next to you in a few seconds precious.

“Miss Kirse, if you refuse to strip down, we can and will do it for you” a security guard said.

“That will not be necessary. I can help her.”

Manny!

“Allison, you can’t really allow this stranger to touch you like that.”

He’s not a stranger George. He’s my Program partner and boyfriend.

“I don’t mean any disrespect, but what gives you the right to dictate Allison’s behavior?”

“I’m her best friend, and have been since we were young. And who are you?”

“Emanuel, her Program partner and boyfriend” Oh no… we just went through this with Kara.

Manny, beware. George has attempted to beat up anyone who even tried to flirt with me.

I can hold my own, and I’ll do my best not to hurt him.

Thank you sweetheart.

“Mr. Lopez! You and Miss Kirse better start now.” Allison watched George wander off as she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

Try to relax precious. The sooner we strip, the sooner we can get somewhere quiet.

Where maybe this can be broken?

Exactly.

Allison felt her body tense up and freeze for a moment. Suddenly, she watched as her left arm flexed upwards. Her right followed moments later. She felt the temperature drop as her shirt was lifted gently over her head. She felt a tug on her bra straps, and a moment later, an easing of the tension. She felt two small bounces as Emanuel gently lifted the bra off. By the way precious, I love the new jeans on you. They fit your curves very nicely.

Thanks. They’re coming off next I’m guessing.

Once I take my shirt off. She felt her arms lower and settle against her sides. She felt a tug on her jeans and heard the zipper being pulled down. The wind hit her legs a moment later as she felt the denim slide down. She watched each leg get lifted as the denim was pulled gently off and placed down again.

I don’t hear any noise from the crowd.

They’re too fixated on the fact that your face looks kind of catatonic. Although, there are a few guys with nasty looks in their eyes.

So they want a live sex doll? Pigs.

Agreed. Ready for your panties to come off?

Yeah. Could you do me a favor?

What do you need?

Be careful not to do what you did yesterday.

Because sexual touch might make it worse?

Exactly. Allison felt a gentle tug at the side of her panties. Are they done yet?

Almost... Uh oh.

What now?

Somebody alerted Benerdon. She just arrived.

How does she look?

Fake look of concern. I’ve spotted a smile or two though. We’re done.

Good, let’s get out of here.

Let’s make for Litski’s office... Benerdon is starting to follow us.

Guide me then.

Okay

“Mr. Lopez! Miss Kirse – I’d like speak with you for a moment.”

Great… we need to comply, as much as I hate the idea.

Not necessarily precious. Class does start soon. “Is it important Mrs. Benerdon? We need to get to homeroom.”

“It can wait until Allison’s session with Ms. Luden.”

Thank you sweetheart.

Not a problem precious. We’re here

Allison watched as their homeroom teacher looked up at them. “Miss Kirse, Mrs. Benerdon has requested to have a meeting with you and Ms. Luden right away. I have a pass waiting for you.”

You’ll remain open to me, right?

Of course precious.

Emanuel

Emanuel shook his head as he watched the two boys talking in the corner. “Are you nuts man? She’s a zombie.”

“I know. I don’t have to worry about her feelings that way.”

What a jerk. “Do not be talking about my partner and girlfriend like that. It’s disrespectful to any girl, and I will not allow you to talk about her that way.”

“How can you date her then? It’s not like she can respond to you” the first boy replied.

“We have our ways of communicating.”

“You can do what you like to her, right?” the other asked.

“I respect her too much to do that.” Stupid pigs. No respect for women.

Zombie comments?

Yeah, they sicken me. At least I haven’t heard any animated blow up doll comments yet.

I have. Benerdon just made one.

What did Luden think?

She just laughed.

I take it you're standing outside the door?

Just entering. The body’s kind of on auto-pilot.

We’ll break it as soon as possible. Did they spot you yet?

They got very quiet very fast. I don’t believe they realize we’re communicating. And now Luden’s beckoning me to sit down. She’s asking me if I’m okay! Can you believe that?

Can I assume she received a head nod?

You’d assume correctly. They’re smiling when they think I’m not looking. I should be out soon.

Good. I’m afraid Jenkins will really focus on you today though.

Maybe she’ll give a different diagnosis than Luden has.

Maybe I can ask her about some good psychologists if you wish.

Please! The sooner I get someone outside, the sooner I can stop seeing Luden.

Any idea when they’re letting you go?

Luden looks she wants to keep me all day, but Benerdon’s eying the clock uneasily. And Litski’s errand girl just walked in.

A rescue attempt?

Looks that way. Benerdon’s starting to squirm a bit. I’ll see you in Psych.

Allison

Three… two… one…

“Very well, you may go now Miss Kirse. I’ll see you at our normal time.” Allison felt her head nod.

Finally free of that wretched woman. Allison smiled as she noticed the blissful quiet of the hallway. Suddenly the bell rang, and Allison watched as the rushing crowds parted before her. Not again!

What are they doing now?

Leaving me plenty of space, what else? It looks like I’m Moses, and they’re the Red Sea.

We need to get you back to normal soon then. How close are you to the room?

Thirty seconds maybe. You?

Just arrived. Apparently, Litski wants to see the two of us after Psych is over.

Maybe to allow us some alone time before Luden’s second try?

Hopefully.

“Allison, good. Please sit down here in the front.”

You were right sweetheart.

“I understand you’ve had a difficult time recently with a condition you know little about. I may be able to help, but I’ll need to run a few tests. All things I can do during class time. Is that okay with you?”

Allison watched in horror as her head shook. Have you told her about our gift?

Yes, and I think she’s accepted it as possible.

Let her know I’m giving my permission for the tests.

“Are you sure Allison?”

“Ms. Jenkins, she wants me to let you know that you have her permission.”

“Your gift I take it. I need to test it first. Emanuel, please come here a second.”

Why is she pulling out a blindfold?

To the test our gift.

“Now, what is the image on this card I’m showing Allison?”

Looks like one of the Greek gods. Aries I think.

“Aries, the Greek god of war.”

“One more.”

It’s a… lolcat? The cheeseburger one.

“The cheeseburger lolcat.”

“Very well, you can translate for her then. Oh, and before I forget…” Allison watched as Ms. Jenkins removed the blindfold and mentioned to Emanuel to sit down as the bell rang. “Is everyone here? Good. Now, do either of you want relief?”

“I’m fine.”

Allison shook her head.

“Then let’s start. As some of you may have noticed, Allison is in an unusual state right now.”

“Yeah, she’s a zombie!”

“Zack, that is an inappropriate thing to say. She is not a zombie, nor is she walking around in a coma. Today, we will attempt to diagnose what is causing this state in her. Before anyone asks, she has given me permission to do so.”

“How do we do that?”

“We’re going to start with some simple questions, and then move onto a few simple tests.”

“But, how will she answer? She doesn’t seem able to speak.”

“Body language and other non-verbal communication will do for a lot of them. For the more complicated answers, her boyfriend will be able to help. He knows her well enough to fill in what we cannot interpret. Now, Allison, I want you to answer truthfully. Are you able to understand me?”

She nodded her head.

“Good. Is today Thursday?”

She shook her head.

“Good. Are you in the Program?”

She nodded her head.

“Good. As you can see class, she understands what I’m asking, and has the basic knowledge we expect people to have. Now, I’m going to ask Emanuel to assist me. Please touch Allison where I ask you to. Allison, if you feel him touching you, nod your head. If not, do nothing. Emanuel, please touch her left shoulder.”

Allison felt her body stiffen.

“Okay, now touch her right breast. So far, no response. The base of her spine please.”

Allison watched in horror as nothing changed.

“Gently squeeze her left butt cheek several times. Still no response.”

I wish I could feel this Manny. I should be getting turned on by being around you, but nothing’s happening.

“Now, let’s test your motion detection. Follow my finger.”

Allison watched the finger move from left to right and back several times.

“Catch this ball.” A small red ball came toward her, and Allison watched as her hands reached out to grab it. “Stand up and walk to the back of the room.” Allison walked forward, avoiding the outstretching legs of Zack.

“Zack, if you try again, I will send you to Mr. Litski’s office. Allison, come back and sit down again.”

Allison noticed the chair had moved back a little and made for it, sitting down.

“As you can see class, Allison’s perception of movement and space is functioning normally. However, she doesn’t seem to feel anything. There is one last thing we need to check. Allison, please play with yourself.”

I’m trying to, but my body won’t let me.

“Interesting. Allison, are you happy in this state?”

Allison watched as her head nodded. No, I’m trapped. I don’t want this.

“Ms. Jenkins, she’s actually really distressed.”

“I agree. Her eyes tell me that much. This is most likely depersonalization disorder, a condition found in the dissociative family.”

“So she’s not a zombie?”

“Correct Zack. Depersonalization often looks like comatose or zombie-like behavior. However, unlike a coma patient, the person sometimes feels trapped in their body, as if they’re mind is contained in a prison, a realm where they once may have felt safe. Does this sound about right Allison?”

Yes!

“Another key thing about this disorder is that it sometimes looks like dissociative identity disorder, as can be seen by Allison’s body seeming like a different personality. The difference here is that the person knows exactly what’s going on.”

“What’s the cause of it?” a girl asked.

“Most of the time, some serious, long term trauma in the past that hasn’t been dealt with. The trauma is too hard to deal with, so the effect is similar to post-traumatic stress disorder, except that the range of experiences and feelings the affected person avoids gets bigger and bigger until it encompasses everything.”

“How do they survive then?” another girl asked.

“Depending on how strong their self-preservation instinct is, it could be relatively easy for them – they could hold down a basic job and have the skills to live a basic life. Some need significant help and end up spending most of their lives in a psych ward.”

This can be stopped before I get that bad, right?

Of course. I got the name of someone good you can see. The dependent factor is how hard you’re willing to work.

“That’s all for today class. I want you to think about this type of disorder and imagine if you were affected by it. Write up your imagined experience.”

“Let’s go precious.” Do you mind if I think in private for a few moments?

You’ll tell me whatever it is later?

Yeah. I just need to figure out how.

Oh no… Is he going to break up with me? Will he use the ‘let’s be friends’ or the ‘I need space’? Allison felt her mind start to go crazy as they walked in silence.

“I wanna touch your tits!”.

Great, just what I need… She watched as her head nodded.

“Awesome! Who said zombie’s aren’t hot?” Allison tried to glare at the boy.

I’m not a zombie you ass!

We’re almost there precious. “That’s enough. We have somewhere to be.”

“Aw… but this is my greatest fantasy.”

“Too bad kid. Find someone willing to act like a zombie then.”

“Fine. You win.” Allison watched the boy skulk away.

“A few more doors, and we’re there precious.”

Good. I’m about to go completely crazy here.

Any idea what you need me to do to help you?

Not really.

Hmm… We’ll figure it out.

“Good. You’ve arrived. Take however long you need, but afterward I’d like to speak with you Allison.”

Allison nodded her head.

Emanuel

“Feel free to use the back. I imagine you two would like some privacy.”

“Thank you sir. Let’s go precious.” Emanuel watched sadly as Allison walked emotionlessly to the nearby couch and sat down. “Any ideas yet?”

Maybe you can start with touching? Oh, and could we stick to thoughts?

Of course. Touch like hugs and massage or sexual?

Sexual. That’s what triggered it this morning.

Okay. Anything particular?

Can you try to do what you did in art yesterday?

I can try. Spread your legs a little please. Emanuel watched as Allison’s eyes reflected a deep sadness.

I’m sorry sweetheart. The only thing I can control is my eyes.

Then I’ll need to do all the work. Emanuel gently pulled her legs apart. Interesting.

What?

Although your feelings are being blocked, your body is actually turned on. Emanuel smiled for a moment, and started gently rubbing his finger gently up and down her vaginal slit. A few minutes later he looked up and noticed the sad look had gotten stronger. Nothing precious?

Yeah. Maybe your mouth will work?

Maybe. Emanuel slowly started his way down Allison’s body, kissing as he went. Finally he came upon her vaginal opening. He started to gently lick around her clitoris, drifting directly over it a few minutes later. Well, that’s doing something for your body. Any feelings out of it?

Still nothing.

Uhm… what else then?

I don’t know. I’m out of ideas.

Are you sure sex was what set it off?

Well, there was the… impossible.

Please tell me about it. I have a feeling it’s important.

Will you tell me what you’ve been thinking about if I share the nightmare?

I had been meaning to tell you soon anyway. I need to speak it aloud though.

Okay.

“I love you. I truly love you. I want to try to always be there for you, to help you as much as I can.” Emanuel watched happily as the coldness seemed to melt away. His smile grew as her mouth started to open.

“Hold me… please” she said softly, tears starting to escape from her eyes.

“I’m happy to.” Emanuel’s smile grew even larger as they seemed to melt together. “What was your nightmare about?”

“About you leaving me, and me getting stuck in a never ending pattern of getting worse and worse. I love you so much. I’m afraid to lose you.”

“Whatever comes our way, we’ll take it on together. Right?”

“Right.” Emanuel watched as Allison looked up at him for a moment.

“As right as this moment might seem now, I guarantee you it’s not.”

“Why?”

“You know why.” He watched silently as her face fell for a moment.

“Yeah… I know. Can we stay like this until it’s time to meet with her?”

“Of course.”

Emanuel looked out of the corner of his eye and noticed the door had opened. “Allison, I take it you’re fully with us again. I just need to speak with you for a moment, and you can go back to your cuddling.”

“Just me?”

“If you need Emanuel near you, he can be. I’ll get to the point, seeing as you have your meeting with Ms. Luden soon. I’d like to know, if you’re willing to tell me, what they said yesterday.”

“During the session, nothing out of the ordinary. They did mention something odd after it though. I’m not sure it’s of any use.”

“You’d be surprised what can be useful.”

“Well, as soon as I closed the door behind me, I overheard Ms. Luden mention not believing such rapid change possible. She was just loud enough that I’m sure she meant me to hear it.”

“I’d agree with you, but it would be very difficult to convince the school board on your word alone. Regardless, you should be especially careful around those two now.”

“I don’t think they’ll be able to catch me off guard like that again.”

“Good enough. You both should be on your way then.” Allison grabbed Emanuel’s hand silently and slowly walked toward the door.

Allison

“Do you think they’ll try again precious?”

“Of course. Seeing as my greatest fear is out in the open now, I don’t see them succeeding.”

“Hey! It’s the zombie girl. Let’s have some fun” a nearby boy said.

“Not a zombie. I don’t appreciate the name.”

“You said she was a zombie. Zombies can’t talk. I’m out of here” another boy said. Allison smiled as the group slowly scattered.

“Couldn’t you just act like a zombie for me?” the boy asked.

“No, that’s not reasonable.”

“Aww... Fine, I’m not interested then.” Allison watched the boy leave with a pout on his face.

“We’re here precious.”

“Into the fire then.” Benerdon’s in there again.

“Please come in Miss Kirse. Mr. Lopez, you can head to your next class.”

“With all due respect Principal, I’ve been granted leave to be here.”

“I insist that he sits next to me. Otherwise, I will not speak a word after this to either of you.”

“Very well Miss Kirse. If you insist. Remember, I’m not here.”

“Of course Principal”. Allison looked up at the clock, and upon looking at it what seemed moments later, realized a half hour had passed.

How many times is she going to ask these same questions?

As many times as is necessary to get the answers she’s looking for most likely sweetheart.

“Let’s try this from a different angle then. Any events of note from your childhood? Relatives that disappeared for mysterious reasons and the such?”

“Well, there was my uncle Martin. I remember we were really close up until I was eight. Then he seemed to stop coming around.”

“Have you seen him at any family functions?”

“Actually, he should have been at my grandmother’s sixtieth last year. And I don’t remember him being at Thanksgiving or Christmas for sometime.”

“What are your memories of him? Anything that stands out?”

She’s awfully professional today precious.

I know. She sounds like she knows what she’s doing today. “Well, I remember he was very into hugs and the such.”

“Anything else?”

“He was particularly fond of touching my leg… I never thought much of it.”

That doesn’t strike you as a little odd precious?

I tend not to think about it. You’re right though. It is a bit odd.

Anything else Ally?

I know mom and dad refuse to talk about him. He also seemed rather fond of my chest. Allison felt her eyes close and felt her mind start to wander.

Suddenly, she saw herself sitting on her uncle’s lap. “Ally, can you make uncle happy again?” Allison watched as her younger self lifted up her shirt. “Good. You know what to do next.” Allison watched in horror as the events continued to unfold.

“Martin! We’re back early”. Allison watched her uncle’s face drop in horror as the door opened. She watched the shock appear on her mother’s face and the fury on her father’s.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing pervert?! Get out of my house now!!”

“Robert… It’s not what it looks like. She consented.”

“She’s eight, and my daughter. OUT NOW – or I will hurt you.” Allison watched as her uncle jumped up and ran out the door. Her mom fainted a moment later as Allison fell.

“Are you okay sweetie?” Allison watched as her younger self got swept up into her father’s arms.

“Miss Kirse – did you hear me Miss Kirse?”

“Huh?” Allison’s eyes opened. “What did you ask?”

“Never mind.”

“Actually, I just remembered something”. Allison watched as Ms. Luden’s face lit up.

“Yes?”

“I know where my problems stem from.”

“Really? And that is?”

“The abuse. It came from Uncle Martin.”

“Why didn’t you mention this before?”

“I didn’t have access to it until now.” Thank you Manny.

For?

For helping me to face my fears. For helping me to face things that are unpleasant and hard.

“Miss Kirse, if you’d like, I can remove your obligation to complete your week in light of this revelation.”

“I’ll finish my week Mrs. Benerdon.”

“As you wish. You can both leave now if you wish.”

Emanuel

“Are you sure you’re okay with this precious?”

“With telling Luden or completing the week?”

“Staying on.”

“Of course. I want to prove to myself that those acts from long ago can’t control me anymore. And I want to stay by your side.”

“And how are you dealing with this revelation?”

“Surprisingly well... ready for a boring history class?”

“The teacher can’t be that bad.”

“Well, I was kind of distracted on Monday. It’s all stuff I already know anyway.”

“Ms Kirse, I trust you will be zoning out today as you did Monday.”

“Maybe ma’am.”

“Will this become a habit for the rest of the year?”

“Probably only for the rest of the week.”

“I’ll hold you to that. Would either of you like relief?”

“I’m good actually.”

Are you sure about that Manny?

Yeah. After all the time we’ve had alone today, doing anything in front of people feels odd.

Same here.

“How about you Allison?”

“I’m good as well.”

“As you wish. Take your seats and we’ll start.” Emanuel felt Allison’s hand grasp his as his tiredness caught up with him. He saw an image form in front of his eyes a few moments later – one of him and Allison watching their kids tearing the wrapping paper off a large pile of presents one by one. Suddenly, a bell started to ring in the background.

“Did I forget to reset the alarm?”

“No, it’s time to wake up. Class just ended sweetheart.”

“Huh?” He watched the image fade as the classroom came into view. “Oh… to lunch then?”

“Yes, to lunch my sleepy one.” He smiled as they made their way silently to the cafeteria, holding hands the entire way.

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