I went to the DMV to get my license, and my instructor was a guy from Australia named Kai. I messed up a bunch, but he said I was doing fine. We had to run off course for some reason and went back to the DMV where there was an older british man. I rememeber going to a red store like target or bi lo to buy supplies for a snow storm or something that was supposed to be coming with Kai and the old guy. We passed a carnival with lots of kids, and I was sad I couldn't go. Later I remember I was hiding somewhere and I remember Kai telling someone he was going to propose to the girl of his dreams, which I somehow knew was me. I remember thinking he was crazy because he was from Australia and that's where the Bristish people sent the crazy people, even though I used to always want to marry an Aussie guy. I snuck away and left a note saying "Kai I'm sorry but I can't do this." Kai somehow found me before I left and Jimmy was there and they met and they hated each other. Things seemed to work out and Kai told me we could be friends and I could still get my license, but when I went to get it, they gave me what appeared to be a fake license, and the British guy told me that Kai was a muslim and was desperate to get married and have kids, so I shouldn't worry about him. Once home someone (maybe Kai) came to visit me and asked if I was gonna get on Skype or something and talk to him that evening. I told him about my fake license, anf he told me that some people do that as a way to advertise some sort of machine. I was upset that I still didn't have my license.
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