You and your close friend are having a pleasant sleepover in his house. Oh yeah, and he just so happens to be Michael Jackson, and by house, it means the full blown mansion in Neverland Ranch.

Despite all this, he still acts like a regular person, albeit, a bit humble if anything. It’s safe to say you’re not afraid to be yourself around him whatsoever.

Including…

The night you are dozing off in the guest room, with Michael on the other bed, you’re lazily talking to one another.

“Y’know, I like to think this room is a little more magical than the others. The last time I slept on this bed, I was thinking of chocolate chip muffins. Next thing I know, I woke up to the smell of my personal chef baking the exact same thing!” He says with a soft chuckle.

You both continue laughing together as you continue to get even more comfy in your bed. The air conditioner’s cool breeze is perfect, and you’re just the right amount of buried underneath the thick blankets in your cozy pyjamas.

Then, as you finish your last comment lethargically, Michael asks.

“What are you thinking about? Might come true, hehe.”