Hahaha, I already had a Gaston tag!!! Wat.

[profsparky]

Okay, y'all. Prepare for the weirdest fucking dream ever. So in this dream, I was Belle from Beauty and the Beast. We were having some kind of weird pre-wedding party that made no sense. People I know from real life were there, made up diplomats from I-Have-No-Idea-landia were there, as well as an assortment of other people. Including a somehow not dead Gaston. I have no idea why he was invited. I also have no idea why Gaston apparently drives a red PT Cruiser, or why anyone would think it was a good idea for me to ride with him. And then at the party thing, there was some kind of competition between a bunch of people. Like, they/we( I think I played whatever it was, too) weren't having Pokemon battles, but it was something equally nonsensical for the setting. And then we were supposed to be having dinner, and I suddenly realized I knew nothing about the correct etiquette for dining with state officials and started freaking out.

I just. What. What is this.