[Her heart hammers in her chest when Claire says her name, the feeling of knowing something that she probably shouldn't eating away at her. At the same time, however, Claire's voice doesn't give Daisy the sense that she also experienced the same thing. Which leaves her feeling ridiculous for even coming up here, much less waking her up.
She's tempted to tell her it's nothing and just go back downstairs, but there's that nagging feeling in the back of her mind telling her not to.]
I'm--
I had weird dream.
[God, she feels stupid. Wringing her hands together, she walks into the room and takes a seat on the edge of her bed. Looking at Claire, her brows furrow together. Just moments ago she had been looking at her, visibly younger. There's no way she could've just dreamed this.]
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She's tempted to tell her it's nothing and just go back downstairs, but there's that nagging feeling in the back of her mind telling her not to.]
I'm--
I had weird dream.
[God, she feels stupid. Wringing her hands together, she walks into the room and takes a seat on the edge of her bed. Looking at Claire, her brows furrow together. Just moments ago she had been looking at her, visibly younger. There's no way she could've just dreamed this.]
Does the name Bree mean anything to you?