Apparently I dream about eating. Or so it appears. Around 4 a.m last night, I heard P asking me if I was eating anything. I was in that sleep-dream-awake phase and knew that I had been chewing something in my sleep. But was really groggy to reply. So kept quiet. I heard him ask again and pushed him and off and mumbled no and went back to sleep. This morning he asked me if I remembered what happended. I said of course yes. He said he thought I was chewing on something. I was like, hello, what do you think I would be chewing at 4 in the night. And he says your hairband!

p.s- i dont chew my hairband, for the records

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