Dream About Getting Lost In Vintage Town

I was at school, about to go home, but the campus was completely different. I was supposed to walk home, but of course I couldn’t figure out which way to go. I walked through the dirt, completely confused. I made it to this vintage little town. I walked into a small building were there was two guys. One seemed drunk and was trying to fight the other. The man was unphased and just fought him off like a joke. The owner of the building was kicking the drunk man out. When he left, the other man and woman just laughed off the situation and the woman slightly apologized for the fight. I walked away, and the woman gave me a little nod. Like she was approving me. Like she wasn’t weird about me being there, looking all confused and having no one with me. Just like I was another human being. I walked outside, still confused. I was enjoying being alone, walking around with no direction. I wanted to keep wandering. I checked my phone for the time. The clock read about 5:44. I knew at that time I was supposed to be with my mom at my little brothers football practice. I expected that she would blow up my phone with concerned messages, so I tried to avoid them as much as possible until I could find out how to easily get home. I knew I had to either call her or just find a map or anything to help me go home. I went back inside that building. I couldn’t figure out what it was. It seemed like a vintage diner, or a post office, a bar, or maybe even a tattoo parlor. All I knew was I felt very comfortable and welcomed in that place. Nobody knew me but they accepted me in there. I found a blue phone inside the same building. I looked around and suddenly I spotted my older sister. She saw me and said “Hi sister!” Not even questioning why I was there or better yet why I was alone. I remembered she was supposed to be visiting us anyway that day, hence why she was in our area, yet I couldn’t understand why she was in this exact random place. She told me to hold on while she pays a guy at the front desk. I thought she must’ve gotten a tattoo there, since I thought it looked like that kind of place. I asked her if she could just tell our mom that I was with her (my sister) the whole time.