There is an outdoor party. A giant table where more and more people are gathering. They made hot pot. They pass the plates joyfully around. I’m sitting at the table, when my mom tells me to keep a seat next to me for H. But more people squeeze in, young people I know, and I end up walking away. I leave my cellphone on the table, and go look for H. There are tons of people laughing and drinking.
As I look around, I see Emily Browning walking toward me, she’s beautifully tiny and she wears a long silky pale rose colored dress. She’s also looking for H. I take her hand and we go look for him together. My mind keeps telling me when we do find him I must kiss him hello before she does.
Emily is radiant, but her eyes are heavy, she’s falling asleep as we’re walking. She’s petite enough, as her head falls down I grab her and carry her in my arms. My right arm hold her round shoulders, my left arm is under her knees.
I see a house which door is open, I walk in, there is a nice bed. I delicately let go of Emily onto the bed, her dress slightly uncovers her knees, and I think they look beautiful. She moans; “I’m cold, where is the blanket”. I undo the bed and wrap her up to her head in two blankets and a sheet. She smiles, eyes closed. She asks me to turn the lights off.
I turn all the lights off but one of them is on a stand with lots of plugs here and there, I can’t seem to find the right one to pull out. When I finally manage to get the room dark enough I walk out. A man walks in, this must be his house. I put my finger in front of my mouth and shush him to be quiet. We do not want to wake Emily. I walk out.
The party is still raging, and I’m wondering how come H is so late. I go back toward the table and see my cellphone. Maybe I should just call, he could be anywhere right now, and there are way too many people in this garden party to actually spot him.
At that moment I was awaken by a tiny cry coming from the bathroom.