LV factory exploded

So I got a chance to visit a factory+warehouse specialised in LV bags, along with some other miscellaneous cheap kids products (glittery schoolbags etc) and camping equipment area at the back

While walking into the factory, I was kinda stunned by the large selection of LV goods they had in display all the way along the entrance, like a giant IKEA storehouse.

I glanced at the kids section and walked past since I had no interest. I walked deeper to the camping gear parts. They were under the MUJI brand so the design of the shelves there were wooden

I saw a biiiggg arrow (length >1.5m) on the floor, with a bit of smoke. It was left by a pair of couple who just finished playing with it and the guy dumped it onto the floor. I asked a store assistant what’s that, and he said it was the friction it had when dropping onto the floor which made it kinda spark and hissed, since it was an explosive arrow actually.

He said he needed to sort out the arrows by unwrapping the protective paper around the explosive part, which require meticulous effort, and once it was removed, the arrows were safe. (It made sense in the dream)

I chimed in to help. Together we started slowly unwrapping the paper covers. Unfortunately I accidentally twisted one wrapping too quickly and the arrow started hissing, and generated a spark. I raised my voice a bit to let the store assistant know about it, “oh shit, it’s sparking”, I said.

I was in a dilemma because if I drop it, the drop would made it react even more and become flames. Also, the whole shelf was full of arrows and I would made a huge fire in the factory. But I didn’t want my mistake to be catastrophic so I was thinking of holding it for as long as possible.

Just at this time, the arrow started to create a small flame. The store assistant yelled, “drop it! Drop it! You will die!”

I dropped it onto the floor and it created a pretty medium sized flame (diameter around 0.7m but quick spreaded to the whole length of the arrow)

I looked at the store assistant and I knew he was feeling he was in big trouble and would definitely lose his job. I asked him, “what to do now??” I was planning to put off the fire and perhaps ask him or any unaware passerby to fetch me a fire extinguisher.

He looked at me sternly and said, “RUN!!!”

So we ran and yelled very loudly to tell everyone to evacuate. We started hearing the hissing and popping of the arrows on the shelf, but we didn’t dare to look back or else we wouldn’t have time to escape.

In seconds, we heard more explosions. I felt quite guilty, but not very much because the arrows were arranged poorly at first place and I didn’t start the fire in malice. I also kind of realised this was a dream so I didn’t overburden myself with the guilt.

While running, I suddenly recalled my phone and airpods were charging at a plug at the children’s section, so I told the store assistant to run for his life while I took a quick turn to grab my phone, airpods, passport and charger. Then I quickly ran out while alerting the people at the kid’s section.

During the final dash, as I took a final look at the LV bags, I mourn for the about-to-be-lost bags, thinking some do worth a lot to be placed at this warehouse and it’s quite a pity.

Once I got out of the factory, I reunited with the store assistant at a safe spot afar from the factory. We saw huge explosions at the entrance of the factory and people flung into the sky by the explosion. I felt terrible.

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In a brighter note, once I woke up I remembered I dreamt of this setting before as well, which was an uneventful nightmare (in terms of I can’t remember much except from lingering at the camping gear area and I felt bad afterwards). Therefore, if I blew up the whole thing, I won’t dream it ever again. Yay!! Bad news is I am having a fever now :((

Also speaking of sparks, it reminded me of the sparks in this dream back in 1 May 2024.

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self-harm talk w therapist n friends

#T #arthur #pblmate #charlottec #mum

In master bedroom of old home Mum wanted to drag me out of bed to have lunch Me hugging blanket and didn’t want to Leg was a bit painful and itchy from her pull and poking I finally used my foot and pushed her out of room and locked the door I checked my legs and were full of red tiny scratches I sat by the window and looked down (just look, no suicidal ideation) I phoned the office and chatted with Ming

I got down and met up with Alex and Monica where we go for a walk, and we also met Ming We walked tgt and they chatted with me Monica shows me her healing/ healed scars on her forearm and I took a close look. _{(I suspect this triggered me and I was in a terrible mood for the whole day and relapsed)}

When we were returning and after crossing a street we found a little pop up booth distributing candies by the brand of Orange. We got our packs of candies and I started eating. (Actually the candies looked like pills and I feel like as if I am overdosing.) Arthur walked to the booth as well in an orange tshirt, I laughed at him for the orange tshirt but I didn’t tell him it was because he looked like a mannings employee. He was chill and just shrugged lol.

Walking back I received messages in a WhatsApp group chat of me, Charlotte C and Monica. Monica wanted to self harm. So I shared some reasons of why I didn’t want to and methods I used when the urges come, hopefully she can try them out or develop more of her own.

me as babyish newbie at office

Wore pajamas and carrying piles of stuff in a very clunky manner to my new seat. Everyone was wearing suits and working elegantly in this gigantic office, almost the size of one floor of shopping mall.

I was moving my stuff and saw a vibrator on the floor, it was mine but I didn’t dare to pick it up or else they know it would be mine. I felt awkward walking by in my pink pajamas and seeing that pink vibrator bc it made it obvious that it’s mine

Anyways after moving my piles of machines..?? I went back to the spot and the vibrator disappeared. Later people were gossipping about the mysterious vibrator, who brought their vibrator to work and who was so horny. Alex also brought up this topic to me and I told him it was actually mine lmao.

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using wrong id to cross border

#mum To shenzhen book city Mum took two id cards out, one is hers one is her friend’s because she helped her friend to set up her id so she kept it. The customs took her friend’s id and asked why she looked different and some detailes about her last departure at an odd time at night. I was getting annoyed by the long interrogation and waiting time so I just took mum’d id and gave it to the customs, wanting to let her know that this is the correct id. (Actually either way it will be weird because how come you have your friend’s id). But then the customs thought i was showing my id, so I immediately passed with my mum’s id. I felt nervous when my mum was still stuck there and I am passing as my mum’s identity with a larger age But luckily later mum got past i think But the next station is body check and scanning items and they’re checking our ids again

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scolding prof hui

(dec3) #pblmate #uni

I was in a classroom in my high school. Prof Hui was my classmistress, teaching English. Our class didn't want to have the class and do her homework that she was going to assign. Then Matthew (wardgroup) sitting at the leftmost of the classroom 2 rows from the front, suddenly raised his hand and told Hui that we were all sick from the PE lesson just now, and we needed to go to the UHS. Suddenly we all acted like we were having a fever, and classmates were hiding their schoolshoes and put their sports shoes under their desk to make it look extra convincing that we just finished changing after PE lesson.

Prof Hui walked around the classroom cautiously and looked under our desks slowly. Some classmates nearby also helped me with the sports shoes and arranging stuff. Prof Hui walked and saw a person wearing normal schoolshoes. We were all very tensed but as we look up, the classmate was wearing full school uniform, and we all relaxed as it was very reasonable for students to exclude themselves from PE lessons/ didn't bring any PE uniform.

Around my desk, my shoes were kind of messy since we were half-organised. Prof Hui saw the little mess of the shoes along the aisle and I tried to laugh it off, which she accepted.

When she was almost done with the inspection, as we thought she would let us take a break, suddenly a random classmate raised her hand and said we were just joking and we weren't actually sick, it was just to play with Hui and amuse her.

I was thinking like, what the fuck !!! We were so close to the goal and you spoiled it !!!

oh and in one part of the dream I stood up from my seat and pointed at Hui and scolded her for a long time with anger lmao, I think I covered a lot of points in the dream, such as she being a waste of time on unnecessary minute things, taking attendance as if we were still primary school/ high school kids, how entitled and arrogant and fragile she was to force everyone including patients to name her as Professor Hui, not just doctor etc., shouldn't happen when she was already past menopause (it seems to me).

_{(I think this was a very realistic dream 1. Matt likes to skip class and get his sick leave at UHS, 2. our group in general likes to skip class + dislike this weird prof 3. dec 1 our autistic groupmate was doing a roleplay pt hx presentation and when the doctor raised questions about a discrepancy between her hx and another person's, she raised her hand and said loudly, “I LIED, I MADE IT ALL UP, I FORGOT WHAT THE PATIENT SAID.” (I can only capture her energy in full caps) (i mean like aaaahh you could've worded it in a much tactful way esp when specifically at that scenario you can actually play it off and smooth over it) and then she got a serious after-class talk and concerns for fitness to practice uhh// and i think she learnt the wrong idea from me when i told the prof i was late because i overslept and i actually got a compliment that I was being honest. uhhhhhhaaaaaa – ngl i feel pretty bad for her shes an interesting person and i think she is actually not too bad- other than occasional things like this- oh and another occasion when she wouldn't use another word to replace “your death is near” when we were learning palliative care in cancer although we gave her alternatives bc she didn't understand the difference...... i used to think autism is not a disability especially when everyone was saying it is “neurodivergence” vs “neurotypical”, but honestly idk now In situations like this, is this considered a “disability” in detecting the appropriacy of the scenario and finding more tactful solutions? In other social situations when one turn away from group lunches to eat their fixed meal choice from a specific restaurant alone, are we crowning everything as a “disability” from a neurotypical standpoint and thinking everything “inappropriate” to us is a “disability”? But it kinda is at the same time? Nevertheless, there are many hurdles for them to overcome in a generally neurotypical world. damn so many things to ponder on just from one dream}

_{man i forgot about the rest, i shouldn't have procrastinated writing them down}

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defeated secret agent and solved castle chamber puzzle

dreamt exact same dream before, but that one was a failed attempt and I was locked up in the last chamber forever

I was a secret agent and I’m doing my duty in a castle (perhaps scouting the map). There was another secret agent from another organisation who was hunting me, also in the castle. Though his main job was to unlock ahem the chamber of secrets because the last hint to the password there is in the chamber itself. Idk what it would unlock but we had to stop him from unlocking.

Then at a turn I met the secret agent. Originally I wanted to walk away lowkey but he found that it’s me. He pulled out his butterfly knife and held me close, wanting to stab me. He stabbed a few times but I dodged. He tried to swing the knife and a passerby walked past and luckily he was just a few cm away from the blade. The passerby was not flinching so I wondered if he noticed us fighting. Anyways I was relieved when the passerby was unscathed. In the old dream I struggled to fend him off, but this time I had more muscle strength so I was able to loosen his knife out from his grip. I also had a few tools on hand such as a clip so I can clamp items with a stronger grip. So I clipped the last part of the knife out from his hands and it became mine.

While fighting me and him were moving along the stoney alleyway, and I had a hunch that this was bad. (I didn’t recall he was trying to lure me to the final chamber and lock me there in the old dream)

He then pulled out a hairdryer and I immediately recalled what he did with it last dream. He would secretly find and connect to a wall plug while we were fighting, and he would blow extra hot air into my face and it was really painful and agonising. So this time I immediately forcefully pulled the wire connected to the hairdryer so he couldn’t connect at first place. The wire was actually pretty easy to remove. It was a bit flimsy ngl. Anyways he couldn’t use the hairdryer anymore so he pulled out an actual knife.

We were scouting the surrounding rooms (entrances only) while we were fighting along the walls, and actually we had moved from a semi-open space near the observatory desk area, into a narrower rocky corridor in perhaps the basement.

I realised oh shit he lured me near the chamber again. I tried to change the direction we were fighting to turn away from the route, but as we were fighting we were back at the same position.

We arrived at the entrance of the chamber, barred by rusted green bars. (Actually we were still sort of fighting but we kind of paused the aggressive ones and were just wary of each other- likely because we both value the chamber more) We entered and before we did anything, I immediately asked him how we got here and what the two other doors inside the chamber led to (because the way we turn was a bit different from how I expected).

He opened the inner door behind the children’s room on the left, and it was in fact connected to the door by the living room on the right. When one door opens, the other door closes. He opened and closed a few times because it looked quite interesting to play with and show me.

We decided to walk into the children’s room to take a closer look. As we were walking, I looked back to the original gate just to check if it’s still unlocked. Then I noticed three big signs were stuck to the living room celing lights, and a number code was written clearly on each of them. I muttered the codes and exclaimed to the other guy asking if he had seen this _{(thinking back this was such a dumb move)}. He didn’t hear me and walked into the children’s room.

We stood by the room door and saw so much scripts and paper stuck on the wall and ceiling and the ceiling lights. a lot of code-like number squences were written wildly with chinese calligraphy brushes in black. I realised the code was literally the one at the ceiling lights, and recalled if the guy found and solved the code before me, I would be trapped forever. So, before he realised anything this time, I yelled the code loudly and clearly in the chamber.

A voice projected in the chamber, saying we solved the puzzle. I felt very relieved because I wouldn’t have the risk to be trapped anymore.

(In the old dream I was tied up by the guy and left in the living room while he walked around to figure out clues to solve the puzzle. There was a chest as well. Once he solved the password on the chest he got a key for the gate from it, and he locked me up in the chamber forever)

_{Yay story ended, meaning I wouldn’t dream it again. Now I am curious why wasn’t the guy fighting me once I solved it. But I am fairly sure because the story ended the moment I solved it so I didn’t dream of his reactions yet}

ditching and choosing friends

I ditched my original friend who was about to sit with elijah (nickname) on the bus because they were both a bit kam/ weird

I walked up to the upper deck and saw Sally and Mancy sitting together, plus Sally’s bf. I was approaching them to ask if I can sit together when the dream switched.

big expensive broccoli dish

I was eating in a Chinese restaurant for yum cha I ordered mixed fried rice and broccoli dish Random grandma next to me and a young kid sitting opposite to her were discussing whether they should order the broccoli dish too, but the portion looked so big. Grandma said order if you want. The kid asked me if it’s yummy. While eating the bowl of broccoli in my dreams I replied it’s okay So the kid called a waiter to order it. As he was pointing to the menu I realised it was so expensive- like $16x-$18x ish.

The grandma has also finished her food so she was leaving. I stood out to let her shuffle out of our booth seats.

Idk i forgot the rest. Uneventful story I think

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befriended Dory the fish

I was in an animal carnival or whatever and I met and chatted with many animals

(Too much plot content but the scenes are insignificant)

Most memorable: I was sitting there listening to rest of the animals standing and chatting, when suddenly I felt something sharp but quite itchy underneath my feet. I looked down and it is a big Dory the fish from Finding Nemo, playing with my feet with her fins. She looked super excited. I looked at her and she looked back, seemingly wanted to be friends (she is the only animal so far that is non-verbal).

I tried to think about the reason why, and I noticed I was wearing socks with the same pattern as Dory. I suspected she thought I was a fan of her.

Idk how to politely tell her to stop slapping my feet with her fins because it was tingly as fuck and felt like many nails were poking me but it was itchy _{(prob my feet were numb and I was moving it so it translated into that into the dream) And prob cuz I just watched Zootopia 2 that day}

airbnb checking in

#mum #dad

Family trip to somewhere Check-in reception is at the balcony top floor It was at night outside, but many people where moving their luggage and queuing up for check in too

I forgot the story but it was supposed to be a mystery / lowkey scary dream

_{(not sure if I dreamt this bc of the Tai Po fire)}

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lunch set choices

#uni

It was a really long dream with a lot of characters involved, but I only remembered this excerpt very clearly.

On a train and it was my turn (and others on the same table) to order our lunch from the menu handed by the train staff.

Set A: chichen + docetaxel Set B: broccoli + eggplant (very disgustingly cooked with a lot of unknown broth overlying the mixture, according to menu photo)

I was thinking, both were so shit I couldn't make a choice! I don't want taxane but I don't want that broth mixture either.

Woke up mumbling the menu so I could recall it.

_{(I know if knowledge seeps into my dream, my revision is not bad. Yay)}

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This dream made me feel like as if fri sat sun mon tue has passed

buying macarons

At a bakery stall. I wanted to buy some macarons. Asked the dream friend next to me if she wanted to buy some as well, and I’ll talk to the staff on behalf for her.

There were like 5 flavours, white brown and some rainbow colours in between (* it changed later on). I got a little paper pouch to hand to the bakery guy behind the counter. I found there were already some inside of brown flavour, and told the bakery guy about it. He asked me how many were inside. Originally I said wow around 5? Cuz it looked so big and many. I handed the pouch and the guy was talking to a female staff nearby and he said there’s one. And when I thought about it and imagine it from multiple angles I saw 1 giant cookie of irregular shape. It just seemed like 5 but isn’t.

The bakery guy was very chill and easygoing and he said he’d take care of it and asked for our order.

I asked my dream friend how many would she like, she said 3, so I was also gonna order 3, making 6 in total.

She picked a brown one and I picked white – we picked one each in turns to make it more fun.

Later the flavours were changed to multiple whitish brown flavours on top of rainbow ones. There were like oreo, toffee, caramel, hazelnut flavour etc. Looked quite yummy and I was planning to pick hazelnut next.

waiting for meetup and observing a class

#uni #mum Me and Stephanie K discussed previously via text about a meetup time to get her notes or whatever. It would be on a Sunday. I was having a day off on Sunday but I still agreed.

It’s Sunday. I finally showered and dressed up in my uniform and answered most questions from my curious mum (about where I’m going and what time will I be back)

And she said she can’t do Sunday and let’s do Monday before class instead. I was very annoyed as I was already about to go out And I looked at the calendar she shared and saw today’s time was monday before class. So I said then it’s now, let’s meet at the campus then.

So I headed to campus and walked into a small computer classroom with a full class of students and a teacher all using their desktop computers. I was curious of what widgets the teacher was using for her iPad, so I walked up to the big projected screen but didn’t see anything in particular. _{(that’s because it’s the screen of the desktop computer dum dum)(prob because I was reading a list of recommended iPad games before I fell asleep)} I walked right through and walked around to see what each of them were doing. The classmates and teacher didn’t seem bothered. I wondered if they can see me actually. But nevertheless I felt nervous to be the only one walking across a focused class.

I noticed the screens of the students and found a lot of them were just daydreaming and looking at their desktop homescreen. Some were using their phones and iPads. I thought it made sense because uni classes were boring.

I walked quickly out of the classroom.

(This is more of an interlude between the previous and latter uni class dream)

kirsty and sister lucia

#primschool

Entered a food court and there was a sister sitting on my left. After her sharing she asked a question to the floor: how does sister lucia’s saliva taste like?

I leaned towards her mic and exclaimed it is sweet- no it is salty!

She asked why would I thought so? And handed me her mic.

I replied, because in primary school sister lucia kissed me (in the cheek) so I (wiped the saliva off my face and) tasted her saliva. It was in the Chinese oral speaking class when she was teaching me. And then a few years later she kissed me again so I tried the saliva again. _{(… sacrilegious) and in the dream I didn’t verbalise the brackets bc I thought it was unimportant- but bro it was a different scene}

Everyone in the food court gasped.

And then the sister and a classmate nearby asked if I know someone called 陳彥同/童. I was confused but then realised she was Kirsty, my p1 neighbour in class! _{(well actually now I’m not sure because this name seemed to belong to another classmate- but Kirsty’s name was similar)} And then I started crying as I said she was my first friend but I can’t see her anymore, she wrote down her email in a paper slip and handed to me before she left, but I lost the slip, and I have no other way of contact of her…

The people in the food court were quiet as they looked at me crying and the sister offering her sympathy.

I felt apologetic for dampening the vibe of the food court while I was crying unstoppably.

email reply from arthur

#arthur I went to class in my uni. As I was busy walking along some corridors at the back of the classroom, I saw something lit up at the side of my eye, it was my phone lying on top of my kangol totebag on a random chair at the corridor. It was an email notification from Arthur. It said “Third (title) [Arthur’s Signature section] See you later~” So I thought it was most likely a reply from my email notifying him I’d be late last week. The “Third” was likely Re: my email title _{(though idk why would it say Third, perhaps it was the third session in the dream)}

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discover nice study area but paid

I discovered a very nice hidden study area. As big as chiwah. But quieter. It was like the lobby part of Central Library but with a more “office” feel. _{(Used to dream similar settings back in primary school years)} I walked inside and found many secondary schoolmates. I talked quietly to one of them, wow this place was so good, there are vacant seats with big tables, and most importantly, power outlets !!

I stolled until I found a best spot and I left my things there while I explore that area more.

Then on another floor I saw security guards trying to make people leave, turned out we needed to pay an annual fee of around $4000 to use this study room and we needed to show a red membership card to them. Holy shit so I walked back quickly to collect my stuff and leave. When I got back to my floor almost all of us have gone except a few tables with our stationery still on the desks. A few guards were chatting in front of my desk, seemingly waiting for my return. I quickly packed my stuff and leave. They didn't ask me anything, perhaps they knew we all didn't have membership.

Later I went to Central Library. I met Jasmine W when I was leaving. I told her I'll take the bus (bc it was the most convenient option to get to my home). She didn't say anything. So we walked down the alley although it was past the bus stop right in front of the library entrance. There were many boutiques along the alley, and it was quite a long narrow street. She didn't speak so later I told her we would part ways when we reached the end of the alley.

(random piece I forgot where I should put it, but I suspect it to be within this dream) Donki with #charlottec , too late to return there for our kept bags, asked a shopkeeper and she replied she thought perhaps the two staff at the sushi bar were still looking after it and about to store them when she told them we would come back Anyways we got there and got back our bags using our storage receipt

wardmates doing matrix and calculus

#pbl #uni #secschool

Had chinese lesson by FPY in a small classroom/ the cramped chem classroom in Lawz?? Quite nostalgic to be taught by FPY again ngl. We had to do a reading comprehension and fill-in-the-blanks timed using her stopwatch timer. 11 mins/ 21 mins I forgot. We do different paragraphs according to our columns we sit in.

Then she asked Benson sitting also in the front to answer the questions. But she said Brixton / Brixson so Benson didn't stand up. Then Benson said his name was Benson. She said oh I'm sorry, and then the next sentence was still Brixson so Benson didn't care anymore. He stood up and answered the questions. He was wearing traditional Chinese Tangzhuang with big button thingy and I was lowkey shocked by the ugly costume.

One of the girls sitting in front of Benson's row/ my row should be sneakily listening to music on her airpods because the classroom was quite quiet and I can hear the music and it was not from FPY, so I suspected the girl. FPY didn't care about the music though

The comprehension was a conversation between a girl and her father. The father was trying to empower the girl and said sth like “being weak or strong, either of them makes you powerful”.

I looked at my neighbour for her workings while FPY was talking about the answer, and I saw her drawing almost an identical graph to mine. I was quite proud because I taught my neighbour and she was able to draw equally nicely/ or even better than me. Lastly, FPY taught us to plot graph- called a “hotel graph” to show the needs of both the girl and the father. _{(It's kinda like the cost price straight line graph in core maths, but two curved lines)}

Then it was math lesson by Vim (the teacher for CAES)– in the superkids classroom. We continued learning about the Hotel graph. Towards the end of the lesson, Vim invited Kim 1 and Yuki to come back to the classroom as Monica was summarising the content we learnt with a summary sheet distributed to all of us just now.

Kim started to draw on the blackboard and answering the questions, and handed the pen to Yuki, in a bob hair. Then Yuki made a new looking “Hotel graph”, and one more from the result of the Hotel graph (she circled the “needs” area), which is a summation of two sine curves... and then she wrote a general formula for a parabola (but the x² was put at the last one rather than the first thing) (like x + a – 2x²) – and then she wrote some terms and steps, and then a [ 2 rows matrix thingy ], and then another step in breaking down the [ matrix thingy ] to two [ thingy ] and I was like :O bro learnt more than us who were here for the whole lesson. I didn't even learn calculus.

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Had so many dreams and I kept waking up intermittently. Also today was pretty cold and dry so my sleep quality was bad and I didn't rest well.

about to get robbed for found long-lost penlight

#mum I was on the streets at night, in a makeshift home built using dirty steel frames.

I found my lost 2019 mikuexpo penlight when I was searching in my luggage. I was overjoyed. The penlight was very worn and the text printed on it was partially scrapped due to wear and tear (in the dream it was written 2017 though), but nevertheless I tested it and it lighted up and the different colours were working. It lighted up as orangey-yellow first then I changed to green. _{(Just like when me and my friend were posing our penlights at mikuexpo and my friend chose that orange colour for Rin and mine in green for Miku)} The lamp length was shorter than the irl one and the holder part was longer.

Just when I was admiring my penlight, I felt a need to close off a little side door of my framy home. Just when I was sliding an opened frame to shut it, I noticed a man running across the road towards the door. I tried to close it quicker and rearranged a few more frames to close the gap. The guy tried to widen the gap and I noticed a patch lock on the frame, so I quickly locked it, but he was adjusting the lock too, then I noticed two more of those locks on the frame so I was frantically trying to lock them and hold them to prevent the guy from unlocking. He was mumbling stuff as he was unlocking too, seemed like he desperately wanted the penlight I was holding. I realised I needed an actual padlock to hold the mechanism in place, but I don't have the hand to grab one (even if I have one). So I yelled towards the back of my house to call mum to help.

_{I miss my penlight :((((( I think the emphasis on latches was because our group was figuring out how to open our locker, and I found we needed to hold the latch of the patch lock thing on top of unlocking with the key}

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