Man, I have this vague, yet incredibly specific memory of the girl I spent the night with kissing me. No, not like a dream, where tons of details are abstract. It's like, it actually happened and all of the details I can recall were consistent with our state of being at the time. Like, it wasn't like any dream I've ever had in my entire life. She's also being very conscious of me and blushing when me make eye contact. I've also undressed her multiple times as a necessary measure of saving her from a curse that would've made her pee herself and she willingly shared a sleeping bag with me.
Eh, it was probably nothing.