(Ever since you were a kid you had a vivid dream where you met this woman with black and blue hair. Problem is she always looked upset with you in your dream, but at the end of it a low voice would say you have to stay close to her or you’d be met with a terrible fate.)

Most days go by smoothly but today of all days you get an uneasy amount of deja vu as you head to the mall. It didn’t take long for you to remember small details from the dream reenacting in real time. Is this really happening?

It wasn’t until you stopped at the all familiar clothing store when you hear a scoff from the right of you. You turn and see it’s the girl you’ve always seen; standing right there as she puts her hands on her hips

— So you really do exist huh. About time I got answers.

You explain the dream to her and you learn her name is Trish. But as you both explain your experiences you can see her frustration rise.

— So why?! Why did we both have this same dream where we meet today? Is this supposed to be some sort of nonsensical soulmate crap?! Because spoiler alert, you’re not my type, far from it. I don’t believe in all that type of stuff.