These Dreams
I dreamed I was living with my parents, though in Florida (and an adult, so it was probably my house), and Dad came into my bathroom (which was pretty cool, all done in light grey wood naturally? Maybe cedar?) with old-fashioned fixtures, an open window with a lightweight cotton curtain blowing, and my Dad standing there with goo running out of his nose, asking if he can use the saline solution for my contacts as a gargling solution.
"No, no, I've got mouthwash!" I promptly hand it to him and leave the bathroom for him to finish up. He and Mom were going out somewhere, though I don't know where, and they were dropping me off at a party I didn't really want to go to. In the dream, I was part of something like WoW or some other online large scale RPG, and I was meeting up with the local people I played with.
I couldn't tell you what the exterior of the house where I wound up looked like, but it was an oversized ranch that had been built back when Custer was a baby, or something. The host/owner was a guy in his late 30's, I think, who looked like an actor who always plays greasy, morally ambiguous characters while loving his cats. Sure enough, there was a cat in my dream, a black one with a white bib, who followed me around, meowing loudly. But before the cat, I was seated on a couch from the 70's (specifically, it was a wingback couch, with Colonial-type pattern - i.e., white with blue Minute Men/Women in froofy dresses, and wooden spool armrests), and being offered food that had been cooked in this place (which made me somewhat nervous - whatever I was given had been rolled in corn flakes and when I tried to cut into it, the cornflakes went everywhere). I was sitting next to a guy who was dressed like Finnick from the Hunger Games movies, and beyond him was a cute Goth girl. Everyone knew each other personally but me; 'Finnick' was trying to get me to engage, but I was somewhat horrified at the house - it looked like it was going to fall down at any minute. While I was there, it started raining, and the water leaked in from the outside. Our host told us that's why he didn't install carpets. There was an area rug (in proper 70's colors with giant flowers in yellow with avocado leaves/stems on a white background) under my feet, and it kind of squished.
At one point, I got up and headed off to look at the house (while everyone was rolling up new character sheets), and I ran into our cook coming out of a kitchen that looked remarkably like a dungeon. She was a little person, and carrying about five plates at once. No, I didn't offer to help her, because I was afraid I'd have to eat the food. I wandered around and found a goldfish tank, which is where the cat found me and started meowing. It wasn't long after that I woke up.
"No, no, I've got mouthwash!" I promptly hand it to him and leave the bathroom for him to finish up. He and Mom were going out somewhere, though I don't know where, and they were dropping me off at a party I didn't really want to go to. In the dream, I was part of something like WoW or some other online large scale RPG, and I was meeting up with the local people I played with.
I couldn't tell you what the exterior of the house where I wound up looked like, but it was an oversized ranch that had been built back when Custer was a baby, or something. The host/owner was a guy in his late 30's, I think, who looked like an actor who always plays greasy, morally ambiguous characters while loving his cats. Sure enough, there was a cat in my dream, a black one with a white bib, who followed me around, meowing loudly. But before the cat, I was seated on a couch from the 70's (specifically, it was a wingback couch, with Colonial-type pattern - i.e., white with blue Minute Men/Women in froofy dresses, and wooden spool armrests), and being offered food that had been cooked in this place (which made me somewhat nervous - whatever I was given had been rolled in corn flakes and when I tried to cut into it, the cornflakes went everywhere). I was sitting next to a guy who was dressed like Finnick from the Hunger Games movies, and beyond him was a cute Goth girl. Everyone knew each other personally but me; 'Finnick' was trying to get me to engage, but I was somewhat horrified at the house - it looked like it was going to fall down at any minute. While I was there, it started raining, and the water leaked in from the outside. Our host told us that's why he didn't install carpets. There was an area rug (in proper 70's colors with giant flowers in yellow with avocado leaves/stems on a white background) under my feet, and it kind of squished.
At one point, I got up and headed off to look at the house (while everyone was rolling up new character sheets), and I ran into our cook coming out of a kitchen that looked remarkably like a dungeon. She was a little person, and carrying about five plates at once. No, I didn't offer to help her, because I was afraid I'd have to eat the food. I wandered around and found a goldfish tank, which is where the cat found me and started meowing. It wasn't long after that I woke up.