StonedApe

It was thanksgiving. I was at my aunts house, but not the one where we usually go for thanksgiving. I had this huge cup of tea, it was like a bowl. My aunt asked me for some. I tried to pour it but I spilled it all over the table(this is very reminiscent of when I was making spaghetti sauce yesterday and was pouring things from big containers into small ones and making a mess). At first she seemed mad. Then she spilled her own cup jokingly and on purpose and helped me clean it up. Then I was in the kitchen talking to a girl I'd never seen before. She wasn't part of the family and explained how she was a recovering drug addict who knew my aunt. We talked a lot and really connected. Then we were in a train station about to go somewhere together, the conversation never really ended, it was continuous through the scene change.