Holy Shitbricks!
It was so... I dunno, but it totally felt right. I don't know exctly where we were, but I think we were sitting in a booth, Garrick and I. It was like a restaurant booth, and we were by ourselves but it didn't feel odd that we were alone together. There was no food served in front of us, but that didn't really matter.
I can't remember what we were talking about, but all of sudden I felt an urge to poke his side, to tickle him. Then he reacted like ticklish people do (I don't even know if he's ticklish or not) and kinda scooted away. Then he turned back on me, and you know what? I reacted too. I'm NOT ticklish at all, but in my dream I was! Too weird! So, we were tickle-fighting and it was just so crazy. I loved it! The next thing I know, the tickle-fight is over, BUT we're playing footsie under the table! SHEESH! Curse that boy! Why must he haunt me in my dreams?
So, yeah... when I worked with him tonight, I couldn't help thinking back to the wonderful dream with him in it. Fother Mucker!
He kept apologizing to me again. I asked him a question, and he wanted me to think about it myself... I forget, the usual. And then when I answered, he's all like, "that's right." And I said, "okay, thanks." And he said, "I'm sorry, but I don't mean to sound like a wise-ass, or anything..." I told him, "no, you don't have to apologize!" And he's the only that'll do that to me. I mean, I'll ask him a question, and he'll be like, "I dunno, you tell me." That's kind of his famous words to me. If I were to ask anyone else, they'll give me a straight answer. Like I said, it's because he wants me to think of it on my own, and be confident with my answer. *sigh* It's gonna hurt to see the new girl train with him cause she'll be the one getting all the attention. God, I'm so pathetic!
I can't remember what we were talking about, but all of sudden I felt an urge to poke his side, to tickle him. Then he reacted like ticklish people do (I don't even know if he's ticklish or not) and kinda scooted away. Then he turned back on me, and you know what? I reacted too. I'm NOT ticklish at all, but in my dream I was! Too weird! So, we were tickle-fighting and it was just so crazy. I loved it! The next thing I know, the tickle-fight is over, BUT we're playing footsie under the table! SHEESH! Curse that boy! Why must he haunt me in my dreams?
So, yeah... when I worked with him tonight, I couldn't help thinking back to the wonderful dream with him in it. Fother Mucker!
He kept apologizing to me again. I asked him a question, and he wanted me to think about it myself... I forget, the usual. And then when I answered, he's all like, "that's right." And I said, "okay, thanks." And he said, "I'm sorry, but I don't mean to sound like a wise-ass, or anything..." I told him, "no, you don't have to apologize!" And he's the only that'll do that to me. I mean, I'll ask him a question, and he'll be like, "I dunno, you tell me." That's kind of his famous words to me. If I were to ask anyone else, they'll give me a straight answer. Like I said, it's because he wants me to think of it on my own, and be confident with my answer. *sigh* It's gonna hurt to see the new girl train with him cause she'll be the one getting all the attention. God, I'm so pathetic!