“Tell me about your strangest dream.”
“So I’m in an exam…”
“And you forgot to revise, right?”
“I wish. I’m in an exam and my eyeballs fall out and run under the tables of two other students. The teachers accuse me of cheating and as punishment they make me use my eyeballs as erasers to rub out my answers. What about you?”
“Um, I once dreamt I was a cat stuck in a tree.”
The silence was deafening. He played with the rim of his wine glass. She stared at her bruschetta.
He knew there would be no second date.
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