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Outside a Buttery Party at night, probably a New Years, judging by the snow. [personal profile] nineweaving wanders out, rather merry. Seeing a lamp post sparks a memory of a joke, or perhaps a vow, decades gone. She throws her arms around the post, exclaiming, "I never knocked you down! I'm so sorry!"

[This made sense in context, but I didn't manage to retain any more of the context through to waking. But I hope it amuses, nonetheless.]

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