"Yeah, like how we all got feelings that we should stab Pride kids at that party?" Johanna asks with a scoff. "I don't trust anything anymore. I'm, like, ninety percent sure these visions or whatever is something else shady related to our label. We should talk about it."

Ugh, wait-- "I mean, that's not an invitation for you to come over and vent." Gross. "But if you have other not-memories, you should tell me so we can compare."