Wedding Preparation
By Craig Wilson
The smoke has cleared, and I'm in a hotel.
As always, I don't remember arriving here.
Some women approached me at random.
They claim I'm here to help the bride.
Oddly, I'm not sure what they signify.
They recognise me as a new volunteer.
As a result, I am assigned to a rear room.
The staff wants me to steam the garments.
So, I do my work without arguing back.
Naturally, I steamed some new uniforms.
The bride also accidentally wanders in.
Surprisingly, the bride resembles an elf.
She drags me out of the steaming room.
However, I wind up leaving the dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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