best dream I’ve ever had

Date: 9/16/2018

I traveled to NYC for a modeling class and i realized i was too awkward to participate because they were practicing their runway walks and they were dressing up in costumes and I was too scared to even ask where to get a costume until the very end when I asked a beautiful lady with bleached eyebrows and catlike eyes and short, curly blond hair and she looked to be mixed. She told me all of the costumes had been taken. Then we had a celebration of some sort and there was a hot air balloon that was floating too low and i pushed it to make it go higher but instead it crashed to the ground and then I got kicked out of the modeling class because everyone blamed me over a stupid balloon. So I’m stuck in NYC for the next couple weeks with nowhere to stay so I decide to go to a party. It was like a pool party. Christian Leave, the viner, was at the party too (I have the biggest crush on him). We started talking and really hit it off and we like laid down together and he was being really sweet and he didn’t even drink anything but I had so I was being silly and he kept saying how cute I was AND IT WAS JUST SO PURE and I decided I was going to ask him if I’d be able to stay a couple nights at his place because we got along so well and it felt really natural. But then I got up to get a drink and I was stopped by an EXTREMELY drunk Matty Healy (lead singer of The 1975) AKA THE ACTUAL LOVE OF MY LIFE and he asks me if I have a place he can crash at and I was like no I don’t have anywhere to stay either :(((( and he like took me under his wing and was like “we need to find a place to sleep, come on” AND I FELT SO BAD BECAUSE CHRISTIAN PROBABLY SAW IT ALL GO DOWN but i noticed he had started talking to someone else as well so i felt less bad. Mainly just felt stupid because i probably could’ve stayed with him. Obviously the logical choice was Christian, the nice sober boy, but what can i say. I have a thing for boys with a lot of issues. So i had to help matty down the stairs and right when we got to a bench he started asking strangers for cigarettes and i realized i had left all my stuff at the pool, including my wallet and my plane ticket and my cigarettes, so i told him to stay there. He kept jokingly trying to get up and i was like sweetie no you’re gonna wander into traffic. I asked him how drunk he was on a scale from 1-10 and he went “I’m like a fuckin......100” and i was like okay. Please stay right here. And he grabbed my hand and was like “don’t leave and never come back please i think you’re really cute and funny and i don’t want this to be the last i ever see you” and i promised I’d be back when i found my stuff. He kissed my hand and said i was an angel for wanting to keep him company in his time of distress. I ran upstairs and looked for my stuff and couldn’t find it anywhere and started crying and having a panic attack and i went back downstairs to the bench and he was still there smoking a cigarette and his face lit up when he saw me but immediately changed when he noticed i was crying and i sat down next to him and told him i lost everything including my ID and my debit card and my ticket back home. He hugged me and started whispering about how he can make everything better and i don’t need to worry, he’ll take care of it. And we just sat on the bench for awhile venting to each other about our lives and current situations and it was so therapeutic and i woke up when i rested my head on his shoulder and began to drift off to sleep.