Last week sometime, I had this dream where I was randomly wandering in some swampy bog area and I came across a castle. Like a real castle, not like my house, which I refer to as a castle. I'm talking like made of stone and there were towers and one of the walls had seen better days. In the 1300s. Anyway, so I found this castle and I went inside and it was pretty much deserted so I was like, hell yeah, I just scored a fucking castle.
So I'm living in the place for a few days, setting my shit up and inviting friends over to check out my new digs, right, and then I discover, much to my dismay, that the castle isn't deserted. Oh no. See, Nichkhun is living in the basement and hanging out with the rats. It was very Phantom of the Opera. And I said that. I was like, Nichkhun, this is all very Phantom of the Opera of you, but you need to get the hell out of my castle. And then I woke up.
I never even found out if he took his rats and bounced.
I understand this dream isn't as exciting as running Yunho down with a house or being crackdoctor!Patrick Dempsey, but there's a part of me that can appreciate Buckrats.