First was to consider her options. She was drunk. She was on drugs. She was going mental. She was dreaming. Or, this guy was mental. But how could someone so hot be insane? Yes... she was dreaming. And she was dreaming of Legolas, so that wasn't that different from regular dreams. This dream was just... more realistic. That's it! It was nothing but a realistic game. Might as well play around with the dream while it lasts right?
She was of course, purposefully forgetting that she hadn't dreamt about Legolas since she had gotten her first real boyfriend, but that was a minor detail. The heat. That was why she was having this weird dream. It is a dream. It is a dream. It is a dream. It is a dream. Is it?
So of course, the only way to act in a dream...
"Legolas? Riiight. And you can call me Elphaba." If she was going to be dreaming, she might as well play along. Besides Callie was such a drab name. "Here, take a seat." she said, indicating the sofa.
"Thank you, Elphaba, for your kindness. I am far from home and rather lost. Do you know how to get to Mirkwood?" Hmm... this wasn't how dreams usually went, usually Legolas professed his eternal love for her, and then... well we all know how those dreams go. But play along, right?
"Um, I'm not sure how to get there, but I know of it." Legolas sighed with releif.
"Really? Wonderful. Everyone I have asked today said something about stop living in a fantasy land."
"They would." She said sarcastically. "Reality always comes and bites you in the butt." She plopped down right next to Legolas on the sofa. Legolas looked incredibly uncomfortable with her close proximity, so he inched away. Callie sighed. If this wasn't going to be one of those dreams it might as well be intelectual. "So you say your from Mirkwood?"
"Yes my father..." and so for the rest of the night Callie talked with Legolas. When she fell asleep in her "dream" she figured she'd wake up sometime in the morning remebering this a particulally odd dream.
