in the Hotel for Dead Dreams. Please, stay calm and choose the room – mumbled a woman in an official tone. Her mind was occupied with the upcoming dinner.
What? What`s going on? Nobody has ever told me about the Hotel for Whatever-it-is! – Fussed the guest.
The Hotel for Dead dreams, sweetie – the woman almost smelled roasted chicken – You, youngsters, have no idea about this place, because you don’t even consider a possibility of never been happened – zucchini with fava beans would be ok for garnish – Please, choose the apartment and keep the line moving.
My owner couldn`t give up on me! There must be some mistake. Yesterday he was ready to take a loan to make me happen!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. But plans change. If you want to make sure, the Hotel for Dead plans is a bit further. You have to go straight, then turn right near Tear Jersey, turn le…
Stop! I don`t wanna be here, I want to stay with my owner – the dream didn`t like woman`s indifference.
Sweetie, I am sorry to say, but you are dead – this time the regret in her voice sounded natural. The woman felt pity… She realized she had no zucchinis for dinner.
But what if my owner will change the mind? What if he will remember me and will do everything to chase me?
The probability is low. You were initially delivered to a wrong person. It just sort of happened – she squeezed out a smile, wondering whether the garnish will happen to her or not – I would advice you to choose the room 41billion41. You would enjoy your neighbors: one dream is to have a child and the second is about overcoming depression (our the most positive guests)!
The dream sadly took its` keys.
Cheer up, sweetie! In time you will be able to happen with someone else, with someone more diligent.
Ok, meme – and it went away.
Next customer, please! – Shouted the receptionist of the HDD. Somewhere far away in the line stood her dream about the zucchini.
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