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All it took was a dream to become aware that I was still sleeping.  In that dream you said in a text message you're already home, drunk and a little naughty.  Time says its 4 am. I told you to go into my quarters, but then, how is it possible when I found myself in a room with low ceiling, which is not mine?So I woke up to find the sun peeking between the curtains. And found not a single text