Last night I dreamt that Kenya and I had visited a water park. He got a call he had to take so I went to the restroom. When I came back he was gone. I walked up to the slide we had planned to go on, but he was not there. So I went on it anyway, thinking I'd just catch up with him afterwards. But instead of having fun as everyone else seemed to be, I only felt scared and alone. To make matters worse, when I got off the slide, Kenya was still nowhere to be found.
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