So, during one of my awkward leg-kicking naps, I dreamt that I was lolling around outside the library when two older PTSA looking people came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in a play. I said sure, thinking it was some typical community project.

BUT NO. NO I WASN’T.

Because the next time I met with them, BENEDICT FURREAKING CUMBERBATCH WAS WITH THEM AND THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT HIS ROLE IN THE PLAY. Since I was playing the role of an extra, I asked him if he was going to run to the mob and just storm us and he said yes and then I got all googly-eyed and happy and and and oh god — I remember I couldn’t stop crying out of happiness and blubbering and hugging him. And then some bastard threw a coconut at my head and woke me up.

Why have you done this to me? ;________;

You stupid unknown person who woke me up. Grr.