Another dream.
They day was ending and I went to Neo, a goth nightclub I like and had planned to go to yesterday for real. It was dark, but also early (8 or 9pm). Nobody was in the parking lot, so I got a good spot right near the front door.
It was cold. I left my phone and my coat in the car, but wore the rest of my layers inside. I was in a hotel lobby/foyer. I was friendly with some of the people. Some girl who seemed nice said to me and the people I was talking to, "Hey, could you guys keep an eye on the weather? It seems like there might be a bad storm." In that event, the nightclub would be cancelled for the night.
So I was with another two girls, one was nice and gentle and the other one was assertive and a little tactless. The second one was like, "Let's go discuss this in a REAL hotel." I was taken aback by her comment. She meant a hotel that was meant to act as a hotel, with rooms to sleep in and such, and that's what she should have said. Neo was, in the dream, somehow, still a "hotel" because it had a lobby.
So next, we walked into a connected hotel and a restaurant inside it to grab a table and munch on food before dancing started at Neo. We had some graphs open like we were figuring stuff out, and we had a bunch of appetizers and snacks. We were in a corner, and the walls were made of glass. Outside was light, as if it had never been night time yet, and it was sunny. It was like late afternoon. Clouds were forming, but didn't look that menacing yet. I thought there would probably be no storm, or it wouldn't be as bad. It was getting windy too.
We were eating a pizza and the assertive girl and I started arguing about something she said again. I don't remember what it was, if I was righteously angry or just defensive, I have no idea. For some reason I just thought about the red line in Chicago...anyway, she got pissed off and left. I was sort of embarrassed but resolved to keep going on without her, even if we happened to see each other again during the night (I hoped we didn't). I looked outside and a giant storm cloud had covered the sun directly above us.
The other girl just watched in silence...
The time for the dance floor to officially open drew nearer. I went back to the Neo lobby and saw cars blocking off the best parking spots, like "No, it's too early to park in the good spots, wait goddammit." My car was the only one there. I hoped I hadn't caused an inconvenience by coming SO early that they hadn't even blocked off the lot yet.
I was with Ken. I was telling him to check the weather on his phone, because it was getting worse and the wind had picked up. The sun was still setting. Then I was like, he doesn't have the same app I use, it'll be more convenient if I just get mine from my car. I went out and it was warm! Like spring! I got my phone, went back, and was like "I might as well take off all these layers, I don't need them anymore!" I took off my two sweatshirts. I went back to the car because I forgot to take off the third one, it had a pixel cat face on it. (Ohhh...that's where that came from.) I was wearing the outfit I had on last night in real life.
I got back inside and an associate from Neo was passing out tickets. The nice girl I'd been with was getting hers. The associate (another nice woman) was explaining that you could get a meal too. "What?! Oh no, I'm all stuffed up on snacks because the other girl told me that you didn't have food at all!"
I happened to glance at the food ticket even though I didn't have my own yet. It was neon orange. There were meals ranging from $4-$8 (most of them $6) and you circled what you wanted. The cheapest was a $4 pumpkin-based meal. The only vegetarian option.
I was like oh man oh man I'm not hungry I already ate because I thought there wouldn't be food at my actual destination! Then I made a resolve. "Dammit, I'm going to get something anyway, because I want to try the food at the place I'm actually going to." I planned on getting the pumpkin meal because it was cheap AND it actually sounded good, and I didn't want meat.
I asked when the club would open. I knew it was opening soon. It was 8 or 9 pm. (Wait...what?) And there was still sunlight. Literally, I couldn't figure out which hour it was, because the various clocks were different. "Mine is correct," said the lady doing the tickets. I forget which her clock said.
I woke up before we could go inside, but I knew it was the same club I've been to in previous dreams.