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I am talking with Niri, an old friend from high school. She mentions she is at this hotel in this strange city because <PERSON> is presenting a paper at a conference here. She says she met him a number of years ago and now she wants to have a baby on her own and is hoping that he will be the father this weekend. I feel very jealous. I ask, "Can we share him?" She evaluates this, and asks how long it is been since I have seen him. I do not want to tell her it is 20 years, lest she quote a smaller number and claim priority. I realize I want to have his baby too - to my surprise. I had not thought I would want a baby. But I now realize how perfect the combination of his and my DNA would be. I am in an apartment suite with <PERSON>. I know I have to leave for my first day at high school, so I try to find my clipboard and a bathroom. I can only find an exposed toilet in my bedroom, and as he is coming to poke his head in, joking about how the room is in a different city and the weather is so nice at my end of the suite, he points out another bathroom behind a closed door. I go in and notice it is all stocked up with paper supplies and there is a whole cupboard of fresh bread - this turns out to be a laundry room. I go to the school and find a table outside. The woman there says, "You are late!" I look and notice my slip is the only one left. I do the paperwork and get my list of classes. As usual in these dreams, the first class is history (that is always the class I have missed all year and suddenly have an exam in). I go to class and I am yelled at for being late. I leave the class and decide to skip it to buy all my books and go chill in the cafeteria.