"This was 100% in my dream....what the actual fuck.." I say to myself out loud, turning to face towards my bathroom, getting extremely confused at how these two things happened. I stare at the door for a few more seconds and remembered that I needed to brush my teeth. I went back into the bathroom and started to put toothpaste on my toothbrush, frowning slightly.
Before I was able to actually start brushing my teeth I heard someone yelling on the other side of the wall. I listened carefully and heard a deep voice yelling something about being a grown man giggling? What. I laughed slightly and told the guy that whatever just happened that it was hilarious and it should happen more.
I heard him laugh and say something that probably wasn't supposed to be said out loud. I giggled and told him what he said, he then proceeded to question himself and said "I just said that out loud" It was a train wreak. It got quiet and I finally started to brush my teeth. I then walked out of my bathroom and started getting dressed hurriedly, wanting to just continue with my day and get it over and done with.
As I walk out my door I pray that no other weird occurrences happen. I walk down the hall quickly, passing my neighbours door.
As I walk into the elevator, I look up and see a man walking towards the elevator as well, so I hold the door open for him, smile slightly, waiting for him to step in beside me before retracting my hand and look back down at the floor. The man didn't say which floor he wanted to go to so I'm guessing it's the same floor as me. 'Thank God.'
He's very tall, and his hair looks nice. He's got a nice button up on and a nice pair of jeans. Fancy. I feel the need to talk to him, like I've known him for a long time, like I know all of his secrets. It's the most odd feeling honestly.
We get to the bottom floor, a small ding of the elevator alerting us that we arrived. We both started to walk towards the massive doors that let us exit the building, so I'm guessing he's going somewhere. He's pretty dressed up to be going somewhere small, I wonder what he's doing. As we get to the doors, he goes the opposite way from me and I quickly shake my head, wondering why I feel so attached to this random man.
'God this dream really fucked up my head'
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FanfictionDallon always hears the neighbour singing in the shower. But what happens when that person has to stay the night at his apartment?
