I dreamed about him again last night.
I thought the dreams had stopped.
But now they're back.
I don't know why I dream about him like that.
He's just my friend.
I don't dream about the others like that.
So why Jack?
I mean, I'm not in love with him, or anything.
Right?
No! Of course not, Sam, get a grip.
He's your commanding officer.
Don't be stupid.
They're just dreams.
They probably have some Freudian meaning, like I had issues with my mother, or something.
Dreams never mean anything obvious.
So they can't mean I'm in love with Jack!
The End
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