I just woke up from a dream in which me, my mom and two of my friends went to what is supposed to be the best pizza place in the world. I think we were in New York, because of the huge buildings and yellow taxis that I could see before we walked in, which was really cool since it's also one of my dreams to go to New York. When we went in I realized one of my friends wasn't there and my mom told me he wanted to stay in the car and that we had to order for him. So we order our pizzas and honestly I don't even remember what I ordered, but it had a lot of cheese and meat on it, like, that pizza was a freaking monster I'll tell you that much and it made my mouth water. Then the guy tells us that we can't sit in there and that we should sit at KFC across the street, which pissed me off even though we had no reason to stay since one of my friends was still in the car. We walk out with the pizzas and I see KFC (totally forgot about my friend at this point by the way, good job me), and my mom doesn't care, she just walks by, not noticing it's there and I keep screaming at her that's it's right there but she doesn't pay attention to me. I follow her and we just walk around the city trying to find a place to sit and to eat our pizzas and after a while I realized that they were getting cold and we still didn't know where to go. I woke up, hangry since I had the most bomb pizza in front of me and I didn't even get a chance to bite into it.