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One moment, the foobs were in a teal-and-lavender monstrosity of a wedding, and the next they were propelled back into the past. But it was a different version of the past. What happened?
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5 comments:
This is interesting; you did promise that the characters would start to remember the future at different times and different rates. How odd it is that changing how she BOOFs MikeClone gets Deanna remembering. I just wonder how much she'll remember.
And imagine what it must be like to remember...
Oh, yeah. Remembering falling asleep at the wheel, that ridiculous proposal, the Big Fat Fake Wedding, standing on a rickety fire escape while her dick husband rushes off to save a laptop, not having the time or energy to raise her kids because said dick is afraid of them, being so messed up that opening up a money-hemorrhaging sewing school looks like a good idea..... I can see why she'd want to dismiss it as a bad dream.
Nice insert of paints.
Thanks, howtheduck. A last-minute addition. :)
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