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jaemin traced the dust on their table. "when was the last time you dreamed over nothing? blank. black. empty."

jeno let his gaze lingered on the crowd of passer-by waiting to cross the road out there. "i don't remember. i have been dreaming various things lately." he stared back at jaemin. "you?"

"just the same." he tilted his head. "lately, reality is just better. i don't linger in the dreams."

jeno chuckled. "good then."

"oh, yes, of course. thank you."

"thank you for what?"

"just ... thank you, i guess?"

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