I was hanging out in my treehouse apartment after taking a few pics. Next thing I know I'm in the bay. Winter saves me. (or did he? me being suspicious -- how did I land in the bay? did the floor disappear beneath me? did he, gasp, push me? Film Noir movies float to my mind [that naturally happens when I am wearing blonde hair reminiscent of Lana Turner] Is he gaslighting me? I don't know. He did save me -- even getting his cigarette all soggy.
Afterwards we went to check out some dance moves, then tired from trying them out, we rested on the store's sofa.
Winter gave me the sunglasses. I feel so Hollywood when I wear them, lol.
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