Julian rolled his eyes. "Now there's a brilliant plan. What's next? Screaming at the top of lungs? Not like anyone will be able to hear me inside my own head..." He paused for a moment, then facepalmed. "Except for maybe my psychic roommate." Dhurrr.

"Unless, instead of me dreaming of you, you're dreaming about me." He wasn't sure he liked the ramifications of that either way.