This is a recreation of a dream I had two weeks ago. I am ok, don't worry. Basically, here's the TL;DR: I wasn't talking to Noah (mainly bc I was too nervous to say anything to him), so he understandably got annoyed at me and left. The following morning, I felt guilty about it, even though it was just a dream.
Noah's design is from 789. The place me and Noah are supposed to be at here is Silverado itself.
