Weird nightmare last night.
A really, really friendly single father hired me to take his shy, reclusive daughter to her prom. Her name was...Veronica? Virginia? Something with a V. She had black hair and pale skin, would never look at me. She was small to start with, but seemed to get smaller every time I saw her.
I was hanging out with a bunch of people from church (we were imitating the Flamenco) when SuperDad came to pick me up. I was to stay the night and take her to the dance the next day. SuperDad turned out to be a Very Creepy Asian Man. He gave me one of those too-long hugs and kissed my hair. We sit in the back seat with V-daughter while these two very nice, professional women drove us to his house, which was right where the Dough Shop bakery here in the Valley used to be. It was stormy, could barely see, and they were arguing over how much space left for development there was in the area. These two very nice women were never seen again in my dream. Just poof.
So we get to their house and I'm shown to my room, it's clearly built for two, and Creepy Asian Man implies heavily that he'll be sleeping with me. It seems to be around 4pm when we get there, so for whatever reason I decide to call Alex to hang out. He doesn't pick up, so whatever. I'm introduced to Very Creepy Asian Man's sister and her husband, who are both Mexican, and they all go outside for a cigarette. They invite me to join them so to be polite I went and sat outside. While we're out there, V-daughter climbs up on top of their VW van (that I'm magically sitting in), and her dad immediately climbs up there and proceeds to beat the shit out of her. I scream at him to stop, he asks why, I said it hurts me when you hurt her, and he said with a Very Creepy Smile to come up on the roof with them. His sister blew smoke in my face and said something like "It's too bad, you're so hot." I screamed at him again and ran into the house, into the room they'd given me. It somehow now has a post-it on the door that says BAD ROOM and I call Mom to come get me.
So yes. Yeek.
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