Date: 7/7/2019
By amandab8211
My mom and I were driving up to a nearby university for some reason, and were surprised to find sirens and panic there. One of the buildings was on fire. It was some kind of disaster. We turned around and as we were leaving my mom saw someone vomiting on the side of the road. On the way back I was suddenly not in my mom’s car but in some sort of wooden wagon, and there were three girls with me. They were talking about us going to get drinks at a nearby bar. Apparently there was a limit to how many drinks you could get according to your age. 18-22 was 2 drinks, 23-26 could get 3. Two of the girls, who were around 18-19, lightheartedly complained about only being able to get 2 drinks. The other girl, who sat behind me, was saying she was the only one who could get 3. She was apparently 26. I pointed out that I was 25 too, then clarified that I was 24 but would be 25 in a few weeks. All of them were surprised I wasn’t younger, and I just said I get that a lot.