Ophelia's Book O' Fun II

Been nonluciding all over the place. Some have been pretty entertaining though. But the lack of lucidity is totally my fault for going to bed too late. Politics keep me up.

Anyway, it was post nuclear bomb attack or something. Most people survived by having bunkers and radiation suits all ready to go. Me and Mike from work (the cute chef with the handlebar mustache) shared a bunker. But we only had one suit between us, so I wouldn't let him come with me if I went outside to find survivors/food/supplies. The only thing I remember from this dream, was Mike came up to me, complaining that his head had been hurting. I panicked, thinking he had gone outside without the suit! I said "Oh my god Mike, did you go outside?!?!" He looked at me, really serious, and said "No.. the other day, there was an explosion remember? Well when it happened, a bunch of crates nearly landed on you so I pushed you out of the way and they hit me in the head. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry." My heart just melted at what he said and the way he was looking at me. *makeout makeout makeout* (There it is boys, save a chick's life by take one in the noggin = instant tongue party).

Later another nonlucid about some orphans. I'll add it later, I gotta feed the animals.