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>be me last night
>have dream
>enter large amphitheater like room with about four shallow rows of seats but the seats have loveseat-like arms and backs, they appear to be hard but they are actually soft, and they are in a 80s teal and fushcia color scheme
>flanking the amphitheater is the kitchen in my grandpa's cabin which I am facing, and a corridor lit up with blue lights
>there are a few other people in the seats as well
>on the part of the stage(lowest flat area of the amphitheater) closer to the kitchen is guntuber brandon herrera talking with some woman, both of which are oblivious to the small crowd in the seats
>at this point I enter the amphitheater space with my brother(we are currently looking for some dairy queen within this building that I think has closed for the night)
>we both sit down in the back row
>I sit next to this girl with a black bobcut with dyed pink tips
>I notice there's another girl just like her in one of the further rows but with dyed orange tips on her bobcut
>then herrera makes some comment about biden which everyone in the seats laughs about
>I eventually look over at the girl with the bobcut
>she smiles and reaches her foot over to mine to play footsies
>we play footsies for a bit
>at this point my brother gets up and leaves, probably in search of the dairy queen without me
>the girl then hops over the armrest into my seat
>she gets down between my legs as if she was gonna give me a bj
>I pull her up by her arms and drape her on top of me to cuddle her
>I could feel her weight and warmth on top of me
>it felt good having her in my arms
>we were in embrace
>my brother then returns to his seat, but this time with a sub sandwich
>he eats the sandwich for a bit then tells me the girl I'm holding isn't real
>the girl then fades out and dissipates like a hologram
>disappointed, I get out of my seat and start making my way towards the kitchen along with my brother
>my brother and I go down the stairs in the kitchen to the basement of my grandpa's cabin
>I then find my workbag and dig through it for my earbuds since now all I want to do at this point is lie in bed and listen to Kavinsky - Nightcall
>only to find one of the earbuds has shattered into a whole bunch of pieces
>dissappointed in both the loss of the girl and my earbuds breaking I lie in bed anyways
>wakeup irl around 3am
>feeling like picrel
>dreaming about the touch of a girl who loves me