Having strange & strangely wholesome dreams is so weird, like wdym in my most recent dream, I was friends with a sentient plastic water bottle ๐ญ
he lived in my kitchen's pantry or sometimes in the smaller wardrobe in my room and we would talk about everything, sometimes though phone to avoid suspicion since I was the only one who knew he's alive and can talk.
He spoke with a very quiet voice, most likely to avoid unwanted attention, but he had a loud personality and was very funny and kind and understanding, and I always made sure that he doesn't get discovered and I always made sure his bottle body was filled with water so no one has a reason to just throw him out like he's some useless empty bottle.
I feel so pathetic rn lol, I miss him ever since I woke up this morning ๐ญ๐ข he was such a good friend, THE FREAKING WATER BOTTLE
