Okay. Sooo last night, I had a dream. 

No . Read the ing title. 

(Ignore mah PMS-ing, kay? Me not in good mood lately.)

I was at....Pizza Hut with mah chinggus. We were doing all the ordinary stuff that ordinary people would do at ing Pizza Hut. In case yah dunno, it includes eating. Then one of my friends stands up to take a , another one follows, then another one, and another and another...you get my point. Then all that was left was me....and....yeah. Vince. 

I think we were....not talking? It was sooo awkward. 

An eternity of awkwardness passed and my goddamned friends didn't come back after taking a . Then he suddenly said, "Hey, I think they ditched us..." 

Then I said, "No , Sherlock." I dunno what came over me to say that to him, but I just did in my dream. I rarely swear in front of him... And he looked...surprised. He raised his eyebrows...i think. 

He paid the bill. We left. AND WE WERE TOGETHER. ALONE. 

Then we started to look for the others, in case they were there. But they were gone. Yeah, joy. 

Then he was like, "Wanna go play?" And I said, "OH ING HELL YEAH!" He stared at me weirdly and laughed his off.

Yeah, we were playing games in the arcade. He played the basketball thingy and he got a ...was it a turtle? or a pikachu? whatever. Stuffed animal. Then he...GAVE IT TO ME. Stupid me in the dream had to say: "Oh no. Do ya really wanna ruin mah pride, niggah?"

Yup. I did say "niggah" in my dream >__<"

He laughed at me and I played the basketball game--but I miserably failed. Damn you Vince and your tall height and basketball skills! I tried again and ya know what's weird? 

Yeah, you probably don't know. 

He starts RUBBING my shoulders. And PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND MY WAIST, chanting, "YOU CAN DO IT! GO! GO!". 

And I LIKED IT.

Seriously. There was something so ing off in my dream. 

But I failed, AGAIN.

Then the rest was....blurry and I could remember some parts...like...

• I was mad.
• I was kicking the air hockey table.
• He was calming me down.
• He put HIS ING HANDS ON MY FACE. 

The next part? I'll surely NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER forget it. 

• HE KISSED ME. 

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Then the rest-- was history. I didn't wake up, I kept on dreaming, but I JUST CAN'T ING REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED NEXT GODDAMIT. 

Honestly, I wanted to keep on dreaming. Not that I liked dreaming about him, but I liked dreaming about...a date? Was it even a date? Close enough. 

But what creeps me out is...why did I dream about Vince? I DON'T LIKE HIM IN A ROMANTIC WAY. JUST A FRIEND. AMEN.