Yes, I do not deny my geekdom.
Especially when I have a dream that resembles nothing so much as a Firefly fanfic.
In which Mal is robbing a gas station. On earth.
And Kaylee's trying to keep him from choosing one that will get him put in prison ... Kinda like a version of Bonnie and Clyde, but not.
ANNNNNNNND THEN, somehow they end up in a concrete basement with the threat of imminent death (isn't that how it always goes?) and they realize their hidden love for each other ... and make out like teenagers at curfew -- If those teenagers happened to be in a reenactment of Romeo and Juliet.
I mean, it was a little tender and all.
What?
You mean that you don't have freaky-butt dreams involving television series or places that you have and have not been? And a lot of gas stations?
Oh.
Well ...
Um ...
Yeah.
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Ha! I don't have dreams like this, but mainly because I hardly ever remember my dreams.
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