It's him.
"Uh. Hello? Why are you calling me? I thought we weren't talking."
He then replied, "Come meet me at the studio in an hour."
Uneasy, I shifted back and forth in my chair, and after a moment of hesitation, I agreed.
Upon hanging up the phone, I began to carry on a few conversations with some people sitting at the bar. I somehow managed to meet the manager of a business, and we spoke of a job prospect for me. Excited, I continued engaging in the conversation and soon lost track of time. I looked at my watch and realized I was very late. I quickly closed my tab and set off to meet him.
As I was walking to the studio, I received a phone call.
"Hello? Is this Ivy? I'm calling about your studio reservation.."
I was confused. "Excuse me? You must be mistaken. I never reserved a studio. He's the one that told me to come there."
"Yes, I know. He reserved a studio tonight for $360 under your name. He had an event set up for you, but you never showed." The voice continued, "He waited for you for 3 hours..."
I immediately hung up the phone and ran to the studio. It was closed. Without a second thought, I ran to his apartment. I ran down the steep hill only to find an empty parking lot and his bedroom light turned off. Where could he be at this late hour? He must be feeling miserable.
I waited, pacing back and forth in the dark night, tears streaming down my face. I'm so sorry.. I'm so sorry. Just come home, please. I couldn't help but to break down. It was a heart-wrenching feeling. I kept yelling his name over and over again...
...
and then I woke up. Heart racing. Breathing heavily. What was that dream? What was it all about?
I prayed long and hard all day. God, I know it was just a dream, but I'm feeling uneasy. I'm sure there is no meaning behind it, but please give me peace.
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