she was sitting on a sofa across me in a living room or an office reception area... i couldn't really tell. there was somber & melancholy emanating from her. i asked her how she's doing. her lips trembled as she replied, "i'm fine.. i suppose." she told me she's working somewhere in outram park mrt station, near the riser building. she was wearing long sleeves office jacket and skirt, all in black.
when i woke up, i had the sudden urge to call her and say hello.
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