(friend’s house / awkward family moment / celebrity visit)
I’m at College Friend J’s house, which has the same layout as my apartment but wider. We’re sitting on opposite sides of the couch watching Hannibal. College Friend J keeps trying to catch his cat.
I want to move closer to him but don’t want to seem clingy. I slowly shift over until my head is resting near his legs. He looks at me strangely, then tells me to scoot over and lets me lean on his shoulder.
His mom comes in and out of the room, and before she leaves, she tells him to do the dishes. After a while, I remind him, and we go to the kitchen. He washes while I help put the dishes away.
Outside, near the front door where the car is parked, College Friend J’s dad, mom, sister, and a transitioning person are standing. His mom doesn’t seem to trust the transitioning person. We make inside jokes about her behavior based on the show Hannibal.
Something bad happens, and his mom immediately looks at the transitioning person and insists she knows they don’t have top surgery done.
I’m in a school classroom. A visiting musician comes in. He’s short, almost dwarfish. He plays a couple of strings on a guitar and tries to make jokes while talking about where he’s been and where he’s from, but his talk isn’t very put together. He says he’s from Scotland.
The jokes don’t land well, and many students become disillusioned, though some still go up for autographs. One girl has lined paper folded into four sections, filled with celebrity signatures.
There’s a flashback to Catherine Tate signing something. She says her signature doesn’t look as good as another celebrity’s, possibly Hugh Jackman’s.
I go up to the girl with the signatures and ask what it’s like to meet celebrities. She says most of her experiences are short and she doesn’t get much time to talk. I say it’s been the same for me in Japan.
There’s some kind of raffle, and people receive a lot of perishable goods and share them around. One item is a kind of gel mochi with something inside.