[F] By the time she yanked on her old jeans and a battered plaid flannel shirt, she felt almost normal. Calm, as she plugged in the coffee pot. But the nightmare was still very much on her mind, because it wasn’t a dream ... It was a memory.
[F] Need to retake some better pictures in this set on my new phone! Been wanting to show it off for a while :) also excuse the mess in the background haha