Old Bar

Date: 1/11/2019

I’m at some random house and we all pack into this van and head to a bar for some fun. I get there before my friend and the rest and look around and it’s pretty run down looking. The stage where there’s supposed to be a band is just one guy and the bartender is also the chef and lives here, like you can see half is the bar and half turns into a kitchen and his house. There’s a dip in the floor where an old pool table lays and I start walking on it and I’m surprised it’s holding me like it’s an old one so I hop off and another person starts jumping all over it and I’m just watching in shock that they didn’t fall through the floor. One of my friends starts getting drinks for everyone pours out some beer and has extra so I get the rest and she asks the bartender if a minor can have some since it’s barely any and I scoff and say no just as he says yes, so surprised I take it but then I remember beer is nasty af and he suggests pouring some lemon coke into it and then my best friend finally arrives and I take my drink to this back room where there are cans upon cams of different flavors of coke and pour some out into my beer. Something then bites my foot and it gets swollen and itchy and I look in my purse and there’s these creepy ugly larvae looking things I’ve seen many times before in other dreams that I never really understand. So I leave the room and go into the main area and I get some nachos from the bartender and I start to eat them but the cheese starts turning into shredded cheese and that’s when I wake up.