[ WP ] You possess the ability of persistent lucid dreaming . Accompanied by a strange man/woman , together you build a world you revisit every night . One day you see them at a coffee shop . You immediately recognize each other .

The early morning sun beamed down on us. Me and Shia that is. We layed hand in hand in the pool to our villa, afloat on a comfortable double bed type floating device. She looked in to my eyes, in to my soul, as I looked back in to hers lost in the silence of her beautiful brown eyes. `` Would you a like a rum and coke my love?'' She whispered seductively and kissed me before I had chance to answer. `` Hey it's 5 O'clock somewhere right?! Make it strong'' I kiss her this time and she rolls from the float and disappears in to the water. She re-emerges at the stairs and began making her way up them towards the villa. Her perfect brown hair draped across her shoulder. Her perfect shoulders and back. Her arse emerging from the water dressed in a tight black bakini followed by her legs. The behind of a goddess something men only dream of. Olive skin which glistened. It was hard not stare. She turned her head and smiled before walking through the white curtains to the kitchen. The curtains waved seductively In the breeze as she disappeared 
 behind them. She returned moments later and dived in to pool bottle in hand. She scrambled back on board and I gave her my hand. She pulled the cork from bottle with her teeth and spat it in to the water. `` We ran out of coke, you said to make it strong' she smiled at her own joke and held the bottle to my mouth as I drank. I groaned hard at the burn of the ecsquisite dark rum. She placed the bottle to her own lips and lent back drinking deep. She sat back up unflinching and kissed me hard the rum trickling in to my mouth. Our tongues met and she pulled away we stared in to each others eyes once more content in utter silence. `` Another day in paradise'' 
 
 My eyes opened it was still dark but the sun was starting to make an appearance on the horizon. Rain crashed down either side of the bridge. `` Ha another day in paradise'' I chuckled to myself. I patted the fire out, threw my used needles in to the ashes and rolled up my sleeping bag before slinging it over my shoulder. Walking out in to rain I feel it soak my back within minutes. I climbed up the side banks and made my way across the bridge in to the town.'Full of beans' the busiest cafe in town. I sat facing it with my back against the rail seperating the road from the side walk and got back in to my sleeping bag before throwing my cap in front of me. Another man's misery is another man's riches I've been known to make 5 times as much in bad weather. The streets started to flood with people in the their morning rush. And my hat soon began to fill with there pity. I had a habit of looking down at the ground I never liked to actually beg. When I looked up I saw her breaking free from the front of a crowd walking towards me. Shia! Was it really her? I'd seen her every night for the last 6 years and now she stood in front of me. She was dressed for business looking beautiful as ever. Shia stopped in front of me and pulled her purse from her bag and dropped a £5 note in to my hat `` it's 5 O'clock somewhere'' She said. I choked in my throat the words would n't come. They would n't come! Tears began to well in my eyes and she disappeared in to the crowd. Shia! 
 That night I could n't dream. 
 
 Note: this is my first writing prompt. Feedback greatly appreciated.
