I had a dream about Rudy, Fuck.
>Get invited over to the holiday mansion for a party they hold every year
>Meeting Rudy not for the first time, but actually getting to talk with him
>He starts to casually flirt and send other ‘signals’ that he’s interested for some reason
>Send them back but nothing really happens besides both of us getting really drunk
>Eventually everyone has pretty much left except us, laying on the couch together
>He’s on top, kissing me on the mouth, cheek, neck, wherever he can
>Both of us are groping each other but despite being drunk as hell we refuse to cross the line where it’d be more than a make out session
>Somehow we’re quipping back and forth, casually smooth talking each other
>Hear someone loudly clear their throat and we both look over at them
>Carol has the most bitter and upset look I’ve ever seen
>She says with an ice cold voice, “The clothes stay on. Understood?”
>Then she walks off to her room, leaving us a bit stunned
And then I woke up from the dream