Our stage is set - a crowded room full of young men and women in their finest - tuxedos and little black dresses. Dim orange light radiates from hanging paper lanterns.
[Cue Music.]
The crowd starts to dance wildly, arms waving, feet pounding. The only thing louder than the song is the laughter.
A young man enters from downstage. He wears a three-piece brown suit - a nice look, but completely out of place. This is our protagonist.
[Cue Applause]
The song ends. The crowd parts. From across the room, our hero sees a beautiful young woman in an elegant red dress - she also looks out of place. Their eyes meet, and she smiles.
[Cue Awws]
Flashback.
The setting is the same, but the lights are brighter. The same young people that were dressed so nicely at the dance are now dressed in casual attire.
Enter our hero, holding hands with the girl.
[Cue Applause]
The two talk for a while. We can't hear what they are saying, but they are smiling and laughing. She reaches over and touches his arm.
The lights slowly dim, but our hero and the girl remain in spots. As the light tightens around them, the two embrace and kiss.
[Cue Awws]
We return to the dance. Our hero returns the girl's smile, but it is strained.
[Cue Music]
The girl reaches out her hand. Our hero, unsure at first, walks through the crowd and takes it.
The two dance. He spins her under his arm and steps around her. For only a second, a small distance separates them. He then reaches out and catches her hand and pulls her back in.
The crowd around them has stopped dancing. A circle forms around them as they dance.
She turns around and steps back into him, his arms wrapped around her. They separate again, clinging to each other just by their fingertips.
Our hero pulls the girl in to a dip, and the song ends. We see the two rise and separate.
Neither is smiling.
The dancers applaud.
Embarrassed, our hero steps to the front. The girl follows. The two stand facing each other at the front of the stage. Again, we can't hear what is being said.
Our hero reaches out his arms as he talks.
The girl shakes her head.
Our hero turns his back to the girl.
The girl walks up behind him and puts a hand on his shoulder.
Our hero walks away, and the girl stands alone at the front of the stage.
[Cue Ohhs]
She watches our hero leave, then turns and rejoins the dancers.
We find our hero sleeping fitfully. He wakes up. Realizing that everything that happened was just a dream, he dresses quickly and heads to work.
We see him now on his lunch break, writing an update on his blog about how much dreams suck and stuff like that.
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Make it come true! You can do it!
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