spinalaves

we’re in a school auditorium. We got seats somewhere higher up, and we’re right next to a small office with opaque glass walls. The curtains on the stage are blue. There are people filing into their seats and all of them look like my relatives. The lights are dim but on and the show hasn’t started. I think it’s a school performance but i don’t know what it is. My dad tells me something and we laugh. A fight starts somewhere on the stairs. We watch that but not the show, because the show hasn’t started. My dad tells my aunt i can play the piano, and she asks me why i’m not performing. I say i don’t know. We settle to watch the performance. The show hasn’t started.
suddenly we’re on a dark street at night and it’s raining, and we’re walking across the road, and there’s a phone booth that’s lit yellow next to the zebra crossing. We open the door and there’s a study desk inside and a girl who’s pasting Sanrio stickers all over her laptop. She shows me her work and tells me one day she’s going to perform with them. I wake up.