Still missing Shaolin Necromancer Abraham Lincoln and his stupid little mini top hat and ice magic. More of a rivals to lovers thing, but after our mech armies clashed (in a flirty way) real life paled in comparison for a bit. Dreams are weird. There’s also the ones where I tell a joke that cracks me up and I wake up laughing a bit but can’t remember the joke or it makes no sense, but that’s a bit more fun.