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"The Dream Stealer" by vanessa1357924680
Fred took an uncomfortably large bite of his Tofu and Veggie sandwich, wishing that the lunch conversation would change to something—anything—else.
The orange Jubjub worked in one of those brand-new tall offices in Neopia Central where the windows were so clean that he often felt that he would fall right through the glass. He enjoyed his simple job, he enjoyed his coworkers, and he enjoyed the time they all spent chatting over lunch in the shiny employee cafeteria.
Most days, Fred would eagerly join the conversation. If the topic happened to be Yooyuball, he would advocate proudly for team Maraqua. If the topic fell to books, he would recommend one he had just finished reading (such as Galactic Adventures II, which he had zipped through in just two days). He even didn’t mind talking about work on those days when a particular deadline was fast approaching and everyone in the office was too stressed to discuss anything else.
But today, the topic was the one thing Fred could not contribute to: dreams. And so the orange Jubjub ate his sandwich in silence.
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