I had a dream last night that I was an extra in an Unwritten Law music video, along with the rest of the Stonecrest crew. I’m just going to assume that Stephen had this arranged. So it’s Kali, Sara, and myself sitting at a tall, circular metal table with tall metal chairs. I’d compare it to somewhere, but I can’t think of where I could compare it to right now. We’re all just sitting there, chillin, listening to the music, and then all of a sudden, for no apparent reason everybody just got really pissed at Bryce. And we all jumped him. Then I woke up.

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