All the pizza, so much pizza in my dream. But before that there was a Kat and she was hanging out with me and a couple friends and we were comparing stuff between here and Australia, and she started running her nails over my back so I ended up plopping on the bed in the room starting to space out while she kept scratching my back and continuing a conversation with someone else about secret santa / white elephant gifts and how they work.
Then I was waking outside in some courtyard and there were people attending some outside wedding and the bride and groom had just died but idk how, and I was walking through retail space with David and some other peeps and he kept looking at businesses as we walked by saying how he didn’t wanna be outdone if we got married, like he knew the other party, and I stopped walking and said I had an idea and remembered what my black hat friends said about seeing a wedding party at a Brazillian steak house (but that was Jorna irl) and they kept walking so I was all whatevs and started walking and peeps were sitting at these tables and there were so many pizzas, so I grabbed a few slices of pepperoni and sat down next to Brandon while he talked about how he met Kat in the mountains in Colorado and how it was a small world and the lady across from him asked if he wanted this quesadilla and he said no, then she offered it to me and someone else at the table and then he said he’d eat it. The end. ._.