At the start of the dream we’re packing for Alaska, i notice that my family is different. We all pile into this massive moving truck that for some reason has a backseat section. We go from North Carolina to Austin, Texas on the way to Alaska for some reason which is totally opposite but there was some reason for it like we had to pick up something there.

We finally get there and get to the hotel and check in I decide to wander around on my own. I walk across several streets until I’m at this mall thing and some kid was calling me a liberal as an insult? Not finding anything good in this mall and walking past this huge Santa’s workshop thing with a massive line and tons of people [and it was in the middle of summer?] I find my way to an exit and there are some other people standing there too. I play a song on my phone and it’s really loud some bitch screams and said if I didn’t turn it off they’d kill me. I turn mine off but I hear someone else playing a song and it’s a Morandi song. I notice it’s this super hot boy standing next to me. The exit door opens and we all walk out and I’m talking to him about Morandi he gets in his car to drive off but then stops and offers me a ride.

We go to his house where he starts talking about a sad incident in his family with a murder back in Romania and I’m about to cry when his whole family comes in and there’s like tons of them and then he introduces me to his brother because he walked in the room. His brother is rude and cold kinda shrugs me off. He starts saying rude things about me in Romanian to the rest of his family so I say something to him and he tries to kill me. It’s then that I realize that his brother was the one that murdered one of his sister’s in Romania. Cute boy helps me get out of the house and away. I run back to the hotel and climb up to the top of the building to take a picture of the city before we leave and then I woke up.

I’m Andrew Wentz and this has been another one of my weird dreams. Hahaha =]