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Woke up from a weird dream where Roberu was visiting my home for a few days. I remember him being in front of me and holding myself back from touching him, like I would stretch my arms toward him and then retract it suddenly. What I remember the clearest is that he was making soup for some reason, and I was staring into the pot. He grabs the soup into his hand and starts feeding me it, like I was a pet or something, he probably went hora hora. I’m tired I want to sleep more not drunk hand soup
