Dream #3
When my body laid still, remaining calm. Breathing in and out. My consciousness seeped into; Behind the eyes, I was some one else. I was in the backseat, they were up front. We drove to the liquor store. Once we pulled up, I got out of the car. There were three stores, I chose the middle one. Grabbed a few tequila tiny bottles and headed to the register. I threw a 50 dollar bill at her, she picked it up off the floor and said, "and we cant accept your money here" so I took it and made my exit. Looked for another one. Took a left, and ended up in a mob place; had to exit quickly. Heard a name being called; "Riley!" He said. I kept going for the door. Before I could exit he put his hand on my shoulder, "dont blow your cover" I heard him say. So I followed him, anxiety over 'how am I gonna get back home, I know they are getting impatient' I followed him up stairs. "Im going bankrupt" he told me. I had zero interest. "Thats too bad" I said. And left.