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Alright guys, effortpost incoming.
Preamble:
Today I dreamed of a vtuber for the very first time. Fubuki has been my oshi for four years now. I have nothing but respect and love for her. I also had a fascination with huge bodies of water since I was a little child. One of my earliest memories is me standing atop a diving platform. The height was 5 meters. Also, I was just 5 years old. Many otitis mediae (is that the right plural?) in a row soured this relationship and I can only dive about 4 meters deep since I had them, sadly. Still, to this day and age I love the sea, I love public baths and I REALLY love lakes. There are few things as stimulating as hanging out with friends or my girlfriend (back when I was still in relationships) in and around water. Few things are as stimulating to me as that.
Now onto the dream. The little bit of dialogue is paraphrased, since I was able to speak "Japanese" in the dream and we (Fubuki and me) were able to communicate, I can only intuit the meaning of those conversations now that I've been awake for a while.
Also, I'm an ESL, so please forgive my lackluster grammar and vocabulary. I'm trying hard and know some "big words", but my sentence structure might look monotonous and dull.
I dreamed I was standing atop a hill and looking down on an enormous water park.
It had everything. Water slides, tunnels, diving platforms, flow channels.
It made me so happy.
I look beside me and there was Fubuki!
"It is empty"
"Yes, for the night" She looked back and me and smiled coyly, knowing what she'd done.
I was stunned. I could never have imagined my date would gift me something this precious. A night just for us in a waterpark?
This girl was a treasure. Besides the financial aspect, I imagined she had to use all of her charm to convince the owner.
"Actually, I bought it"
I was too fucking happy to parse the different worlds she and me were living in and just hugged her and held on tightly.
Cut.
We are on a waterslide. One of those that go straight but have humps. We slide together. She sits in a front and I'm in the back.
We have some banter.
Cut.
We swim in the flow channel. We'll, floating together, embraced in a hug would be more accurate. I remember her warmth vividly. I'm a lizard, and hugging her felt like hugging the sun. I looked her in the eyes and I slide my hands across her fububutt. She's receptive and we kiss right as we go under the tunnel.
I will treasure this memory. Her warmth, her softness and her lips. I woke up. Just lying there in bed and trying to hold onto as much of the fleeting memory of happiness I felt that night.
