MythicDreams

I remember talking to someone, but I'm not sure who. I know I had a pistol - but here's the thing - I had one bullet, and inside it was gold dust.
Somehow I ended up in a bar, with my father as the bartender. I told him about the bullet, saying it was worth $24,000 dollars!
He offered me a drink.
"Yeah I'll have, like... uh, a gin and tonic or something like that, I don't know" I replied. It's worth noting I'm under the legal drinking age in my country.
So he poured me one. I drank it, and it tasted quite delicious! I relaxed a little. It was like a slightly bitter Sprite.
From there on the focus was on the gun, and I knew I needed it for some reason, but I didn't want to fire the golden bullet, as it was worth so much.

I walked around some quaint little town for a while, and other stuff happened which I don't remember.

In the end, we met up with my mother - she was furious at my Dad for giving me a gin and tonic.
I was writing that I'd had a gin and tonic in my diary, but I decided to rub it out.