I woke up with sweat all over my body from the dream I had about Beel. "Was I in love or was being wet and in love with someone two different things?" I said. After that, I couldn't sleep for the whole night. "I really could use Roman singing just about now," I thought. Instead of thinking of ways to help Beel move his things into my room I just thought of reasons I'm not in love with him. I did yoga and everything else I would think of to calm me down.