My friend was Timothée Chalamet
I had a dream that I was at some women's group with my mom, but it was boring so I invited my friend to come.
When he texted me that he was outside, my mom was like "this is a safe space for female only bodies, you need to tell your friend to leave" even though all we were doing was watching a movie and I had been falling asleep two seconds ago.
We were in a big apartment building and he was waiting in the hall so I suggested we go outside to talk for a bit but it was raining, so we ran across this field to this little shack.
Rain was pouring down in sheets over the door, and you had to wait for it to ease up for a second and run through, which he did immediately. But I kept pausing for too long, and he was in the hut laughing at me. Finally I made it inside and we made out for a bit.
I blame TikTok for the current state of my brain.
When he texted me that he was outside, my mom was like "this is a safe space for female only bodies, you need to tell your friend to leave" even though all we were doing was watching a movie and I had been falling asleep two seconds ago.
We were in a big apartment building and he was waiting in the hall so I suggested we go outside to talk for a bit but it was raining, so we ran across this field to this little shack.
Rain was pouring down in sheets over the door, and you had to wait for it to ease up for a second and run through, which he did immediately. But I kept pausing for too long, and he was in the hut laughing at me. Finally I made it inside and we made out for a bit.
I blame TikTok for the current state of my brain.