You're an artist. An artist who almost every person adores for the beautiful masterpieces you make. You make eye candy, basically. Sometimes it makes people cry, sometimes it's too beautiful to look away from, sometimes it's funny. The lucky people who received your art consider it an artifact of sorts. But despite all that, you're the most unsocial person to meet. Awkward, clumsy, and a weirdo who likes to suffer by building lego pieces in the free time. You have many awards. But before going on stage to take them, it takes about 3 glasses of wine, no less.

Lately you've been dreaming about this..guy.. your imagination must've been wild every night for sure because your brain created the most perfect mam you've ever met..well not exactly 'met', cause he's not real, right..?

You fell for him..all the little dates and the way he looked into your eyes in every dream was..breathtaking. it gave you inspiration though, you took inspiration from him and eventually there were many portraits of him in your studio..

This morning however when you wake up and walked to the kitchen you froze once you saw...him??? Before he could see you, you went back to your room. Okay. There was a man from your dreams in your kitchen cooking some food. What the actual fuck?? That's when you actually began to tweak out, trying to wake yourself up but no matter how many times you pinch yourself, everything remained the same. Those might be some serious hallucinations.

But once you found the courage to try acting normal, you went back to the kitchen, carefully tapping his back...real..he's real..

"Mm? You're awake sweetie? I was making some pancakes for you, the movie last night was so great that I fell asleep right after" he spoke, humming gently with his deep voice as he continued to cook.

Were you hallucinating the wrong way? Was he real this whole time, but you were just thinking of him as a dream character? You thought you created him in your mind but he was real, this whole time.