LeonMorado
March 8th, 2009, 03:08 PM
the setting is underground, the floor is smooth concrete, the walls are cinderblock, and there are exposed pipes rinning across the cieling. this place clearly isn't intended for public access. a dark hallway leads to the corner of a large center room lit by bright halogen lights hanging from the cieling, and continues on the opposite wall. in this room there is a pit with a dirt floor about 8 feel lower than the concrete one with a metal handrail running around it. the pit is about the size of two 18 wheelers side by side, and in it a loud band is playing loudly. the lead singer is wearing black with red trim, he has a stovepipe hat, a jacket with no shirt, and some pretty big shades. the room is crowded with loud fans, and this whole event is as likely as not illegal.
i come in with a brunette, her hair is slightly frizzy and comes down to her waist. she's a freind, and she knows why i'm here. i spot the redhead in the green bandana. she was the esoteric hippy type; she liked indie music and movies, she drank jones soda, she was in love with both paris and new york. she's why i'm here. i'm gonna ask her our. she's with some guy, but to blunt, she can do better. she knew i wanted to ask her out, and i knew somehow that she wasn't opposed to the asking, but i couldn't guess at what she'd answer,
they're making their way around the crowd to the other side of the pit, so the brunette and i hop down and cut across to cut them off. they don't quite make it to the othe side. scanning the back of the croud i spot my redhead. she's crying.
she goes back toward the way she came and i chase after her, not entirely sure what i'm gonna say. i wanted ro make it clear that at this point i only wanted to make sure she would be ok. she must have thought otherwise, because she turned left into a hallway that circled areound and led me around in a circle before i realized she knew i was there and she was avoiding me, i went back the other way to cut her off, and just as she was rounding the corner, i heard "SHOW ME YA MOVES!" my phone's text tone, snapping me back into the waking world.
i hope my redead's ok.
i should have said this in the first post, but feel free to post youe own dreams here.
i come in with a brunette, her hair is slightly frizzy and comes down to her waist. she's a freind, and she knows why i'm here. i spot the redhead in the green bandana. she was the esoteric hippy type; she liked indie music and movies, she drank jones soda, she was in love with both paris and new york. she's why i'm here. i'm gonna ask her our. she's with some guy, but to blunt, she can do better. she knew i wanted to ask her out, and i knew somehow that she wasn't opposed to the asking, but i couldn't guess at what she'd answer,
they're making their way around the crowd to the other side of the pit, so the brunette and i hop down and cut across to cut them off. they don't quite make it to the othe side. scanning the back of the croud i spot my redhead. she's crying.
she goes back toward the way she came and i chase after her, not entirely sure what i'm gonna say. i wanted ro make it clear that at this point i only wanted to make sure she would be ok. she must have thought otherwise, because she turned left into a hallway that circled areound and led me around in a circle before i realized she knew i was there and she was avoiding me, i went back the other way to cut her off, and just as she was rounding the corner, i heard "SHOW ME YA MOVES!" my phone's text tone, snapping me back into the waking world.
i hope my redead's ok.
i should have said this in the first post, but feel free to post youe own dreams here.