The Birthday girl
I'm in a huge house that my Xroommates live in, but they aren't home.
I'm talking to one of their roommates that I'm friendly with.
(I don't recognize her-in the dream-or catch her name)
She's having a birthday party at a local club and wants me to come.
I don't want to for some reason, but I tell her I'll think about it.
I've come to the house to pick up a cardboard box of various things
(I can't see clearly what they are).
I find the box and am about to leave when a big van pulls up outside the house.
I see my Xroommates climbing out and still don't want to talk to them,
so the birthday girl opens the back door for me.
I leave (with the box), and am followed by the birthday girl and another roommate
(a dark haired woman with glasses and a sour expression who reminds me of Shelly the Evil)
to a large pale wooden fence where I have decided to rest/hide.
I feel that I cannot trust the evil Shelly-twin.
She keeps asking me questions and I want her to go away.
Suddenly a skinnydrunk man with greasy silver hair poking out from under a navy blue wool toque, grey jogging pants, and a stained, tattered coat -comes stumbling towards us,
a brown, wrinkled bag around the shape of a bottle in his left hand.
His shoes are floppy and full of holes.
I notice that there is snow on the ground.
I explain to the birthday girl (who at this point is wearing a bright orange 80's style party dress)
that I don't want to 'talk' around the evil Shelly-twin, so they leave and I'm left alone to think.
The bum has disappeared, but his tracks are imprinted in the snow.