“Hey, hey, are you even listening?” she said.
Ah, snap. So she weren’t dead. It was a pleasant dream, though.
“Yes, I wanted to hear the long story.”
“Yes, and I already told half of it before I realized you were in some different world.”
“I wasn’t,” I said, trying to mock her.
“Yes you were. Okay so why don’t you tell me what I said?”
“Okay, fine, I wasn’t listening. Got caught up with some work in my mind. Care to tell me again?”
“Yeah, and I won’t.”
“Fine. But listen now. We will be reaching my room in two minutes. Then we can talk, and I will brief you on whatever you wish to know.”
“Fine. Throw them?”
“Got any wine upstairs?”
“And a comfortable bed?”
She smiled. “Yeah.”
We got off and walked into the building.