Date: 3/31/2020
By heyitsfrannie
The dreams opens in a bar where I’m with some of sorority sisters. Just drinking and having a good time. Now this bar isn’t one I’ve been to, but it had the feel of one in my college town. I’m assuming it was a Thursday because on Thursdays they have 3-2-1 drinks and ladies either get in free or for $3. So it had to a Thursday. So, I’m sipping on a cranberry vodka, trying to get more intoxicated when 3 of friends that aren’t in my sorority pop up on me. I’m surprised to see two of them because they rarely go out and never stay out late. My other friend, K, was the one who made them come they realized we had never all gone to the bar together before. So they sit with my with me and we point and laugh as we watch my already tipsy sorority sisters dance. As we’re watching we see the guy from K and I’s hometown walk in. *Now this guy and I used to have a fling freshman year of college. He didn’t go to my school, he went to a community college to start off. So since he broke up with his high school girlfriend, and had a crush on me in high school, we started talking. The reason we stopped talking was because one night we were talking and he said that he was only talking to to have sex with me and I’m not here for that...I’m a virgin, but no I’m not holding my virginity for marriage. I’m just not gonna fuck one of these nasty not shit as boys and then they throw me away the next day. So anyway we didn’t talk anymore after that. And it’s been awkward ever since, we match on bumble and tinder whenever we’re in the same area, but never say anything. So it’s awkward.* Back to the dream....When he walked in he looked good actually. Now he had a mullet, but it actually wasn’t bad. His hair in the front kinda hung to the side so it kinda hid the actual mullet. *side note: i think my brain gave him a mullet because I’ve been attracted to mullets recently* Anyway he walked to bar, got a beer and went to the seating in the back of the bar. I’m not gonna say we filled our glasses and walked there, but we filled our glasses and walked back there. So we were walking when Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles came on and that song bops. So we got right into the room and started dancing all seductively. I think I low key forgot about the guy and just dancing with my friends. So the song ended and we snapped out of the trance. We walked to tables that were near his but not close and drank our drinks. I really don’t remember us talking to him. I go blank after watermelon sugar. Then for some reason the bar caught on fire, but I wasn’t actually living it. It was like I was playing the Sims and I watched everybody cram out the front and back doors. I’m sure everybody survived. It’s just weird how the dream went from first person to watch from above, mid conversation. Oh one girl was so drunk she ran back to try and find her friend on the other side of the bar. I followed her like I was Maury show camera man, but not with my body just my eyes. She couldn’t find her because she was already out, she survived. She came out coughing and the ambulance really had to check her breathing and heart to make sure she was okay. Then I woke up