Another odd dream
I'm in my apartment and my room mate is out. The place has a spartan living room save a huge collection of books and dvds on shelves. My room is most likely a disaster area. The kitchen is bigger than one might expect. I hear a knock at the door. He and Freddy were out to drinks near by. So, Christian is too drunk to drive but sober enough to refuse to let me do it. I won't let him drive and he's drunk enough to agree. I let them into my apartment with Freddy while I get some bags. I'm just in jeans right now. Christian keeps thinking the main reason I won't let him leave is because his car will be wrecked. Freddy keeps slurring out comments about me not wearing a shirt.
I notice that I've lost a significant amount of weight here. He's beginning to stare.
Christian begins stealing cars. He is only able to park them, poorly, into different parking spaces. I finally get him to stop and usher them both into my apartment. Christian tells me to go to his jeep and grab some bags. I get there. It's unlocked and take out two bags. It's got groceries. He apparently bought a bottle of wine and some packaged things. I don't check them.
When I get back to my door- he's locked me out! I peek through the window and see him inside sleeping. He and Freddy are completely blacked out. I try calling him but I see a little light pop on in his jeep. Which I had foolishly locked behind me. So, now I'm half dressed, barefoot. With a cellphone and standing in my parking lot. I sigh a name and walk across a vaguely large street.
Across the way is another set of apartments. They are oddly familiar as I head in- I seem to know where I'm going. I get to a one set and walk up to a first floor efficiency. I tap on the door when it occurs to me that it's after 2 am. I reconsider and start dialing on my cell phone. I have a number memorized- which is unusual for me.
The door then opens and a pajama-ed Selphish is standing there looking quite awake and a little confused to see me. She looks me up and down and I do the same to her. She's got some weird little creature print. Some kinda anime mascot I couldn't place. She was wearing a large peasant shirt that I now recognize as mine. The sleeves are too long but she wears them down so I feel a little like wrong looking at her lasciviously. She looks like a very young girl. Her hair is wet.
As she looks at me there is a palpable sexual energy in the air. For a moment we are both very still. Like two deers caught in headlights. Then a roar of audience like laughter comes from behind her. I lean over and see a role playing group behind her- dice out and everything. Sprix's little brother is over with a clutch of role players. His girlfriend is standing off in the kitchen fiddling around with sodas. Selphish is still looking up at me she blushes. I hear Sprix's brother burst out laughing: "Why don't you ask him now?"
A few more voices pipe in: "I guess he's serious" "holy shit- he brought wine too. Damn, girl you are psychic"
"Hi- sorry, to bug you this late but I was locked outta my apartment. I was wondering if I could sleep here tonight- ON THE FLOOR! I'll sleep-" Too late. THe voices pipe up again offering suggestions.
"There's no way he can sleep on the floor... there's no room. This is an efficiency after all- oh! Wait! What about your room?" "Yeah, I'm sure your room's big enough" "What about the stuff on the floor guys?" "Oh, no! I guess they'll have to get in bed-"
ON that Selphish spins on her heel at once slamming the door in my face and flinging something heavy sounding at the group. There is a loud thud and the sound of a few things falling over. When the door opens again the guys are quiet. They look like ten year olds that've been yelled out by their mother in front of their friends. Selphish let's me in.
As I pass her I look down.
"Thanks, kid" I bend down placing a hand on her face and kissing her softly on the forehead. The guys stifle as she sort of nuzzles my chin for that. We separate and she thumbs toward her room. I head over and through the door. Her apartment is actually very small. The main room is about half the size of a normal living room connected directly to the kitchen which is only just big enough. It's basically a small walking space between the oven and fridge- there's very little counter space in the kitchen. Mostly there is a bar counter above the stovetop to work on. No stools. There is a large card table next to a over stuffed set of shelves. There are dvds books and art projects everywhere. Her room is sort of a train wreck with a path to her bed which has several comforters and sheets, and blankets. Above the bed is a net full of stuffed animals and UFO catcher toys.
In her room I see the computer is frozen on an old episode of Farscape where John is talking to 'puck'.
Then I woke up. The first thing i realized was that she already had one of my favorite shirts as a pajama outfit. I then started laughing and decided I'd write this dream up here.
Upon spell checking I see that I didn't describe this one as much as I could've- I apologize if it is a dry read.
I notice that I've lost a significant amount of weight here. He's beginning to stare.
Christian begins stealing cars. He is only able to park them, poorly, into different parking spaces. I finally get him to stop and usher them both into my apartment. Christian tells me to go to his jeep and grab some bags. I get there. It's unlocked and take out two bags. It's got groceries. He apparently bought a bottle of wine and some packaged things. I don't check them.
When I get back to my door- he's locked me out! I peek through the window and see him inside sleeping. He and Freddy are completely blacked out. I try calling him but I see a little light pop on in his jeep. Which I had foolishly locked behind me. So, now I'm half dressed, barefoot. With a cellphone and standing in my parking lot. I sigh a name and walk across a vaguely large street.
Across the way is another set of apartments. They are oddly familiar as I head in- I seem to know where I'm going. I get to a one set and walk up to a first floor efficiency. I tap on the door when it occurs to me that it's after 2 am. I reconsider and start dialing on my cell phone. I have a number memorized- which is unusual for me.
The door then opens and a pajama-ed Selphish is standing there looking quite awake and a little confused to see me. She looks me up and down and I do the same to her. She's got some weird little creature print. Some kinda anime mascot I couldn't place. She was wearing a large peasant shirt that I now recognize as mine. The sleeves are too long but she wears them down so I feel a little like wrong looking at her lasciviously. She looks like a very young girl. Her hair is wet.
As she looks at me there is a palpable sexual energy in the air. For a moment we are both very still. Like two deers caught in headlights. Then a roar of audience like laughter comes from behind her. I lean over and see a role playing group behind her- dice out and everything. Sprix's little brother is over with a clutch of role players. His girlfriend is standing off in the kitchen fiddling around with sodas. Selphish is still looking up at me she blushes. I hear Sprix's brother burst out laughing: "Why don't you ask him now?"
A few more voices pipe in: "I guess he's serious" "holy shit- he brought wine too. Damn, girl you are psychic"
"Hi- sorry, to bug you this late but I was locked outta my apartment. I was wondering if I could sleep here tonight- ON THE FLOOR! I'll sleep-" Too late. THe voices pipe up again offering suggestions.
"There's no way he can sleep on the floor... there's no room. This is an efficiency after all- oh! Wait! What about your room?" "Yeah, I'm sure your room's big enough" "What about the stuff on the floor guys?" "Oh, no! I guess they'll have to get in bed-"
ON that Selphish spins on her heel at once slamming the door in my face and flinging something heavy sounding at the group. There is a loud thud and the sound of a few things falling over. When the door opens again the guys are quiet. They look like ten year olds that've been yelled out by their mother in front of their friends. Selphish let's me in.
As I pass her I look down.
"Thanks, kid" I bend down placing a hand on her face and kissing her softly on the forehead. The guys stifle as she sort of nuzzles my chin for that. We separate and she thumbs toward her room. I head over and through the door. Her apartment is actually very small. The main room is about half the size of a normal living room connected directly to the kitchen which is only just big enough. It's basically a small walking space between the oven and fridge- there's very little counter space in the kitchen. Mostly there is a bar counter above the stovetop to work on. No stools. There is a large card table next to a over stuffed set of shelves. There are dvds books and art projects everywhere. Her room is sort of a train wreck with a path to her bed which has several comforters and sheets, and blankets. Above the bed is a net full of stuffed animals and UFO catcher toys.
In her room I see the computer is frozen on an old episode of Farscape where John is talking to 'puck'.
Then I woke up. The first thing i realized was that she already had one of my favorite shirts as a pajama outfit. I then started laughing and decided I'd write this dream up here.
Upon spell checking I see that I didn't describe this one as much as I could've- I apologize if it is a dry read.