A Peach Had A Dream...
Some of you know that I have a sister called Peaches.
She can be a right twat, but she does have her shining moments;
this morning was one of them.
It was beyond the human definition of early, well my definition of early,
having only gone to sleep a few short hours beforehand, when she told
me that she had something to tell me. I'd just finished my morning wee and
the light of the sun hadn't engulfed the sky yet, so I was in a relatively good mood.
I inched my semi-sleeping ass into her bedroom to find her eyes bright and alight with
humour. She looked like she was going to burst with amusement.
"What is it?" "I had a dream." "Oh, yeah?" "It was a dream about you." Usually when
"What is it?" "I had a dream." "Oh, yeah?" "It was a dream about you." Usually when
I hear these words they're not from my sister, it's from some other age-inappropriate girl
trying to get up on me. Not interested. My thing's always been my age or a few years older.
Dunno why it's just always been my jam. Just how I roll, just like how some dudes dig barely
legal trim or how some women only want a bloke with a massive cock and bank account to
match. Oh shit, I'm getting off topic here.
"What happened in the dream?" "You were doing some of that crazy shit that you do. You
know like when you get your tax return or get extra money on payday and you start spending
it on stupid shit?" "Yeah." <<I mean, I do that regularly. I'm piss poor with any kind of control
when I'm having an off day. Logic and reason wave bye bye to me and I'm once again a pilot
without a navigation system.>> "You bought an ostrich." "WHAT THE FUCK??" "Yeah! And
you were going to leave him here with me at the house while you went away on tour! You told
me it would be fine, just feed him, walk him, stroke his feathers and I told you to piss off with that!"
"So what did I do??" "You told me 'fine' and that you would take Henry with you. You even drew me a little cartoon of you and Henry on the aeroplane together! He was wearing a shiny black and red bowtie! The two of you looked ridiculous, to be honest."
"That's brilliant! I need to ask you something though."
"What?" "Did you do any drugs? Last night? This morning? "I'm not gonna be mad if you did.
"What?" "Did you do any drugs? Last night? This morning? "I'm not gonna be mad if you did.
I'd only be mad if you were like doing a speedball or some of that China White." "No!! I didn't."
(She knows I can be quite the party boy; especially as a little over a year ago I got so drunk and high
that I vomited in her hair and urinated all over and was running around naked. Not one of my
best moments, but it's one that I look back on with a massive grin. I'm kind of hoping that she like
dreams more and I find out what we get up to. Like, I really want to know. Perhaps this could turn
into some twisted sort of short story for Wattpad. Speaking of! I started using that again and I put
some Little By Little updates on there so if you wanna check those out, it's linked below. I'm pretty
much never on there because I honestly forget about it.
Also up soon I've got a Delectables with Dan that will put the hummer in your summer
and the motion in your ocean.
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