September 14, 2024

The party at a friend’s house was winding down and they offered to let me nap until 11 if needed one before going home. I was so exhausted that I curled up into a ball on the floor, barely covering myself with a towel.

I woke up in someone’s car and they were talking about some kind of drama involving our friends. I tried asking for context but no matter how they explained it, I still couldn’t understand what they were talking about.

We were driving through some rice fields as I continued listening to their conversation. The conversation topics wandered between Vindicta from Deadlock, gacha dailies, and someone buying “24 dollars of racism” in the form of a stack of books. The fields started looking a little purple and someone else pointed out that it was burning. Apparently it was not on fire, but we were simply looking at it through the “political mapmode”.