Satans inspiring dream

Is this really you...?

It... it can't be... NO... Is it really...

As some of the McDonalds costumers are whispering amongst themselves while the others are observing and staying quiet, I notice him. He looks familiar... really fucking familiar... we lock eyes and don't let go. My manager sighs of relief and takes over, taking people's orders, yelling at the workers in the back to prepare more food, Yk the normal stuff. I step down from the chair I was standing on. Our eyes still locked. I rush toward him, through the crowd of people, shoving people aside... My heart is beating faster and faster... My breathing gets louder and harder... I can't think properly... My eyes lose focus of him... My hearing get muffled... and then I reach him. We are standing in the middle of a crowd of people in McDonalds, staring at each other. Not saying a word. Not moving. Just staring. "I, uhhh." I start to say. "You look.. I think I..." He starts say but I cut him off. "I need to talk to you," and grab his left hand with my right. I pull him through this crowd of people into a storage closet and slam the door shut.

Inside this closet I notice a few things. A bucket with a blue rag hanging from the side, a broomstick rested against the wall, and a little cabinet with chemicals and soap on it, all in this little room. I push him against the wall. "Who are you?" I say with my hand on this chest, keeping him against the wall. "I'm groin." He says angrily while pushing my hand off. "And who are you." He says in an intimidating voice while crossing his muscular arms. "I'm Satan." I say realizing what this is. I see his eyes widen when I said my name. "I.. I know you. I've been having this dream every ni-" "A dream!? Me too, this is freaky man. It always starts with me in prison and I meet you in the cell after you got fired from being a dentist." Groin cut me off. We look at each other, we have no idea what is happening. We have the same dream? What is going on?

Groin and I sit on the floor of this storage closet, talking about this dream for hours. Explaining every detail. While my manager, boss, and about 4 coworkers are knocking in the door, yelling at me. I look into Groin's eyes, while all this chaos is happening outside. I now know why I loved him. I now know why we did everything we did in that dream. He stares into my eyes. I stare into his. I don't know what got into me but I started to lean in. Groin is taken aback but does the same when he realizes what I'm trying to do... we kiss each other. We make out. Full on swallowing each other in a storage closet.... I love it.

After closing hours, when everyone has left. When it is night and only two people are working. Groin and I exit the closet. I notice the dimmed lights and the quiet whispering of the two employees taking to each other. We tip-toe out of the McDonalds front doors and walk along the sidewalk, underneath the night sky. My lips feel chapped and sore from all the kissing but it's worth it.

As we were walking, Groin hears something. "Bro do you hear that?" I have no idea what he is talking about. He leads to way toward this dark alley. All I see are trash cans and a dumpster. Groin runs forward leaving me behind a bit but I catch up. As he peaks into one of these trash cans to see where the sound is coming from, everything goes black. I can't see, I can't talk, but I hear what's going on. Groin hasn't noticed what happened. I can feel my body being pulled away. Pulled away into a van?...