I’m just glad I didn’t have the Gatorade dream again. I have had this horrible reoccurring dream for years. I’m on the beach with a group of my friends. And for some reason Dwayne the Rock Johnson is in my friend group and this is normal ig
I have a bottle of red Gatorade in my hands and I’m thirsty. And suddenly Dwayne the rock Johnson grabs my bottle of Gatorade. I don’t understand what’s happening but I cry in terror and he unbuckles his pants

He starts fucking my bottle of Gatorade and I’m begging and screaming for him to stop and the red liquid is sloshing everywhere and he’s just looking down at me while in the fetal position and he’s just fucking cackling. I just want my Gatorade back but he won’t give it back and then I wake up

I dunno why that one torments me but something about it is spooky and I can’t place it.

Oh God. It’s awful I can’t even look at a picture of the rock or drink red Gatorade without internally gagging.