[ Allison's had three dreams that fuck her over in the last month, and she's had to contend with five brothers for her whole life. A little irritance in a tone doesn't garner much more than a raise of eyebrows. ]

If this is your place, shouldn't you already know that? [ There's a tilt of her head, trying to reach for something clear that feels just out of reach, just out being there. Something about dreams. Something about the other dreams. None of them had actually known each other, if they didn't, had they? ]

How did I even get here?

I thought everything with the dreams was supposed to be over now.