+ @wallcravvler gets a plotted thing
+ It had been a WEEK into their newly married BLISS , and Mary Jane swore that she hadn't SLEPT a full night yet . Not because of the indulgences of having a loving HUSBAND either . But rather, it was what came when she found herself SLEEPING . Dreams, and on more than one OCCASSION ; nightmares . She'd had many over the course of her life, in both categories . But these felt DIFFERENT . They were vivid, leaving her almost feeling like she could reach out and GRAB onto them the minute she woke up .
They'd started as FLASHES of things ; little memories here and there, snippets of CONVERSATIONS . She recognized some of them ; but the more they went on, the MORE they felt DIFFERENT . In every one of them, she and Peter had been MARRIED ; had tackled every CHALLENGE as husband and wife again and again . Yet ... her own MEMORIES were lining up with how these DREAMS made them play out .
They were bothering her ENOUGH that she had to say SOMETHING . If only to get this off her CHEST . " Hey, honey ? You got a MINUTE ? "