Then, instead of being in the public terminal place, I was in a room that was meant to be in P&K's house, except it wasn't anything like their real house but strangely like their house was in another dream I had some time ago.
I realised I was in their house and I should get out before K saw me, so I was peeking through a crack in the door (except it was the lock) and I saw P in a towel because he'd just had a shower. Then I heard K come in (she'd been out) and start whining at P because he hadn't done what she wanted him to do. I waited for them to go down the hallway then slipped out of the room. P saw me. He said, "What are you doing...? No, you wouldn't, you wouldn't." I knew he was referring to worrying about someone interfering with his computer and not wanting to believe I would do that. I wanted to explain that I didn't know how I'd got there but decided to proceed with sneaking out before K saw me. But just before I got to the front door I knew she'd seen me, so I went through the nearest doorway, which happened to be K's room. There were two slide bolts on the door and I slid them over, then backed off to the window, thinking I could climb out and run away.
Somehow K managed to undo the bolts from the outside and told me I had to leave. I was sure she'd be violent or nasty but she wasn't. I tried to explain that I hadn't done anything but she just kept telling me to leave.
There were a lot of people outside and I tried to lose myself in the crowd, but K found me and herded me and a few other people down the street (which was nothing like their real street - in fact nothing like any street I've been near in the last 15 years or so). There were some cars there but I don't drive, so there wasn't a car for me. I started walking down the street.
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It bothers me that I have these kinds of dreams about P&K together. It makes me worry that H is going to go off with someone and leave me in the lurch again.