Date: 6/7/2016
By grawbers
Strength of recollection - somewhat vague Names replaced At (friend)'s house, as if I still lived there. The house was huge though. Floor, walls, stairs of a very dark wood, very old fashion. Felt dingy and gloomy. At some point I was in my room, and it seemed I had a shared bed. I can't remember who had the other half, but he had a girl over. She and I clashed for some reason, so they left the room after I told her to get off my bed so I can sleep. I then remembered that I was supposed to be moving out, or maybe I was already in that process. I'm not sure about the order of all this, but my dad was there at some point, maybe to help me move. A resident/visitor there, huge black dude started talking to my dad, asking him in a forced high voice for helping him move a 50 pound dumbbell over a railing. My dad was helping and I yelled out that my das was 60, called him an asshole, and then it became clear he was fucking with us. Confrontation was starting, I yelled for (friend), since the landlord should be keeping things under control, but there were a bunch of onlookers and people in the house, some ready to watch a fight, some ready to join in. Then I saw (friend), first time in a while, and I told him something like "this faggot is trying to start shit with my dad" (added note, I am gay, but I do occasionally use the word, since everyone else including my boss uses it). he said something like he's just gonna drink himself to death. So I just got my dad out and went back to start gathering my things. I encountered (friend) at some point (things are fuzzy and get weird here), in garage or cellar. He had a bin of watermelons that looked dick-shaped, so I was definitely looking at them repeatedly. And then he started smoking weed and exhaled it next to my dad, I called (friend) an asshole and my dad left for a second time. The last thing is what made it a nightmare. Something about Louisiana or being transferred to a store there, some creepy girl coming at me, my boss wound up holding me down at the bottom of some stairs, saying sth about Louisiana, and letting that girl come over me. It felt like I was about to be murdered in a horrifying way, and end dream.