One sweet dream. Pick up your bags and get in the limosine. Soon, we'll be away from here. Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.

Julia: I kissed his forehead, then found myself falling asleep, too...

skip to...after nap?

Sure, but then what?

what do you mean?

Like, are they leaving?

Oh.
They just have to find somewhere else to live, but they don't have to leave.
Because that would completely wreck the rest of Jude's plot.
Being head of the Cirque, and everything.

Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that xD
Like where, another apartment?

haha.
I guess so...yeah.

Aw, but I like their apartment. >.>

Me to, it's like, the Jude and Julia apartment!

Yeah, I don't think we can let them leave. >.<
So then...what will make them stay?

Mathias: I have to keep a foot on the wheelchair to keep it from floating away as I bend down. "On the count of three, push up and I'll do the rest. One, two,"

The memories?
I have no idea

Sadie
"Three" I muttered, pushing myself up

hmmm.

Gah, so hard to decide >.<

I just can't imagine them anywhere else.

Me neither!

Maybe...her dad doesn't know the address, so she's like "Well, guess we can stay..."

>.>
<.<
>.<

They sent a letter there, remember? With the money?

Oh yeah. >.>
Uhm.
Uh.
Uhm.
Uh.
IDK.

Yeah, maybe memories would be good. Julia would be the type to stay because of nostalgic reasons.

You wanna start?
Sorry, I'm kinda out of it for some reason

Surrre.

Julia: I woke up and realized we'd slept longer than we should have. We needed to get out...quick. I noticed that I had forgotten to pack the calendar on the keyboard, so I walked over to get it.

"You play piano? That's something we did back home. That's what a lot of people use to do, pre-Mr.K.: play music."

I blinked away the memory, turning around to see Jude on the couch.

"I'll take the couch, you can have the bed. First I need to take care of the body though, so if you need to take a shower or something do that now. You can borrow one of my shirts"

I noticed how worn out he looked.

"Still afraid of me?"

And all his wounds.

"Did you do anything to it?"
"Not really"
"He should know that showering won't do it any good,"

"I'm not miserable, I'm just thinking,"


"So I guess you're going to the Cirque?"

He was nice to me from the beginning.

I went over and shook Jude's shoulder gently. "Jude...I don't think we can leave."

Jude
My eyes opened slowly, groggy but feeling much better "W-what? Why not?"

no comment on the post that took me ten minutes?!

Julia: "All our memories are here. The entire story of Jude and Julia. We can't just leave that all behind."

Sorry, that was a really good job. In fact, I thought the post was great
But
"Did you do anything to it?"
"Not really"
"He should know that showering won't do it any good,"
??

Jude
"But if the story of Jude and Julia is going to /continue/, we need to get out of here"