>take a nap
>dream that I get to fly with Mori and a bunch of other deadbeats on a plane as she goes on a world tour (can't remember which form, could be the horned one)
>deadbeats start begging her for a smooch
>she thinks about it for a little while, then says "Sure."
>"But once you get it, you can't stay on the plane 'cuz your soul gets contaminated or some shit"
>One MFer is like "Fuck it, I'm in."
>gets smooched by her through some kinda paper screen and jumps right out, no parachute of course
>She yells "Wait dude, you ain't even got a kiss mark left on ya, lemme at least give you an autograph or something!"
>but it's too late
>I post about it all ITT like "what the fuck do I do bros?"
>everyone is like "do it fgt"
>do it
>barely survive the fall, we were already getting close to the coast
>live to do it twice
>wake up
>mfw
Man, these celebrity obsessions are fucking weird. How long is it possible to have one as strong as this?