I'm telling camp ppl (Lance is the only one there who officially went to camp, others I don't know in real life) that I wrote each of them a note on Friday, after knowing them for only a couple days (I think the camp started on Weds for some reason). I apologize in advance if the names are spelled incorrectly. The people are sitting in 3-4 lunch-like picnic tables. Lance is sitting on the far left one. I glance at the note cards in hand. One is a name starting with a K, another says the name Jackson (I believe) on it.
Later on, I'm with my cousin Jordan C, looking at something in a gazebo-like under storage thing, talking with her. I think she went to the camp in the dream. Maybe not.
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