Date: 12/10/2020
By oliviaellen
The most vivid dream I think I’ve ever had. I remember everything down to the conversations It starts and I’m at the bar day drinking with my friends and their boyfriends and my tinder date, Curtis. Everyone had an SO and was watching the game so I was talking to him. Super cute, talk, looks like a famous YouTuber. Some guy in the group barks at me to get some beers. I said ‘excuse me?’ And my friend Lauren apologized for him and gave me a bunch of money to go get everyone beer. Not from the bar tho, from somewhere down the street for some reason. I didn’t want to go by myself so I ask Curtis to come with me and he says of course. We get to the liquor store and we’re picking out beer and making each other laugh. I ask him what he liked better, tinder or hinge. He said ‘I’m flattered you think I’m cute enough for hinge. I like tinder a lot though. Well, kinda, I ignored every message from everyone else when I matched with you.’ That made me feel a little something more for him. I smiled at him and held his hand as we waited. The clerk was taking forever but it gave us more time to talk. And laugh. We did a lot of laughing, talking about little things, asking each other a lot of questions. Finally we get the beer, I ask him if I can pay with the money Lauren gave me and he insisted he pay, and he carried all of it with one hand and held my hand with the other. We walked down the street and got a little lost, not remembering which way we came from. But we were losing track of time, not really caring. Having a lot of fun. I asked him if he was a dog or cat person, he said cat person. Just like me. I asked him a lot of questions and every answer was the one I was hoping for. I was really starting to like him a lot. And it seemed like he thought I was really cute and funny. He laughed really hard at everything I said. As we walked and talked he asked me ‘what’s your stance on kissing on the first date’ and I blushed and said ‘well, USUALLY I’m a kiss on the second date kind of girl. But I’m flexible’ and I gave him a shy little smile. He smiled back and said ‘alright alright, I respect that. That’s cute’ As we walked through this neighborhood we saw this house and this is the only part of the dream I don’t remember is why we went in. We were looking for something I think. No one was home, or so we thought, so we put the beer down and our mission was to look for it in the attic. As we were climbing the stairs he ‘accidentally’ brushed up on me and I felt his dick through his jeans. It was big, and I decided to remember that for later. We got up to the attic, opened the door and climbed up. As we were looking around, we heard the front door open and a muffled voice ask ‘whose beer is this?’. We decided we had to explain ourselves and I peeked my head upside down out the attic door to alert them what was going on but I recognized the girl and I burst out in an ugly laugh. Like horrendous. But Curtis was looking at me a certain type of way and mid laugh he pulled me up and kissed me. A long, great kiss. I had so many butterflies. It was so realistic. We climbed down, explained ourselves and had a good laugh with the girl. Then we got the beer and kept walking. He smiled at me and said ‘I like exploring with you.’ I smiled and said ‘me too’ and we had another little kiss Then I woke up. And I was so sad because I thought that was really happening to me. It felt so real.