"Is that all? Really?" He nodded at me.
"The problem is I'm dreaming but don't laugh! I just want you to confess! The dream seemed real, you kissed me, was it just a dream or did you really kiss me?" I said shyly but I said it too.
"Huh? Why ask me? Was it a dream or not? How would I know? You see... You're starting to miss what my kiss felt like?" he answered.
"Hummm... Thank goodness you thought it was a dream," he hissed quietly.
"You mean?!?" I said.
"I mean, thankfully if it's just a dream, it's a sign that you're starting to like me. Until your subconscious is able to present a figure of me. What about kissing you? Wow, that looks really good, huh? Let's make your dream come true now?" I grabbed the book and I slapped his head. He winced in pain.
"By the way... I want to eat first"
