Fritz’s Point of View
I don’t know what I’m doing right now. I am now outside the Red Pearl Café after following Anastasia around. I am set to let her go after that dream.
The night after I took out Anastasia on a date, I had a dream. I dreamt about my father. It was the first time I dreamt of someone other than the young girl asking me to play with her. My father was angry at me in my dream. He slapped me and told me that I didn’t deserve to be happy.
Why, of all nights, do I have to dream about it that night? He probably saw how happy I was that night with Anastasia. I dated her around Sydney, trying all the ideal dates I found on the internet. It’s my way of thanking her for coming into my life. I was already planning to ask her out officially the week after that. I was supposed to
