Last night, I dreamed that I was dating Tom Hiddleston.
But no…my brain had to turn something that should have been the best dream ever into a depressing experience.
It seemed like things were going great. We were traveling together and doing all these cool things, but it didn’t seem quite right. I would try to kiss him and I would get just a peck. Then some of my friends pulled me aside, concerned, and said, “We know you really love him…you’ve loved him since before you even met. But we get the feeling he doesn’t really love you.”
Turns out, he was just dating me to test the extent of his acting abilities.