Cuddle puddle

Date: 6/16/2019

I was working at the museum with my manager, it was just the two of us there. We were in a different building in a strip mall. I took a break to walk outside a bit and noticed this band trying to take photos and shoot some sort of music video. I ended up recognizing them either from nola or playing a show with them years back and approached them. There were a lot of them - it was hard to tell who was the actual band. They were were dressed very new age grunge, like that Paulo twin model and the free elf on insta. I offered to help them with their shooting and showed them an unused building in the shopping strip, that happened to be in the middle of the strip and included most of the outdoor space behind the buildings for an overgrown terrace. I showed the photographer first, who was beautiful, ethereal. He was the one I had recognized first, and I asked for his hands and placed them in mine - his fingernails weren't very long but had been filed into stiletto points, and there were faded tattoos on his knuckles. I turned his hands in mine and noticed that there were single lines tattooed down the sides of his hands, all the way up his arms to the pits. I told him to turn around and I pulled up the back of his shirt and saw that the lines continued from his pits back down to the center of his back to an elaborate piece inked on his lower back. I said, "I knew I knew you" and he turned around and we locked eyes for a moment. Then my manager found me and I thought he was going to write me up but he said this was way cooler than what was going on in the museum so he closed it and we hung out in the abandoned building while they were shooting in the terrace. There was a big bed in one part of the building, up against a large window that faced the terrace and the sunlight filtered in through gossamer curtains. We were lounging on the bed when the photographer came back and casually laid down between us to take a breather. I noticed him exhaling smoke through his nose and asked if he was smoking. He asked if that was okay and I said only if he shared, so he pulled up a fattie and shared it with me and my manager. We smoked and lounged in a casual cuddle puddle - a slightly queer experience for my manager. A while later one of the actors came up needing directions - a little man on a finicky miniature pony. I can't remember if they were attached or not. Later on the video was wrapping up and I offered to make them a drink for the road. I went home and scrambled around the kitchen, realizing we didn't really have much to give. I ended up concocting some kind of iced strawberry chocolate drink. Then I changed clothes - I was wearing a big triangular nose ring and a loudly patterned headscarf with a long black flowy hooded tunic and platform sneakers. I brought them the drink in a large jar and used a layer of my headscarf to cover the top. And then I saw the whole gang off in their oddly large caravan of a bus, van and moving truck. Fin.