I was at a party and I remember at one point someone called out to a bunch of the guys to go head to the pool at someone else's place for their own little activity and Brad was there. Then Bryce comes up to me and tells me that he should come to see Brad and I said that I couldn't since I wasn't invited. Then Bryce responds, saying that if he's invited and he invites me that it counts. I ended up turning him down anyways and they all leave.
Well then at some point that I don't think ever came up, I was sitting on this picnic bench and eating or something and Ethan either comes or the scene was already set like this in which he takes a seat like right behind me so I'm in between his legs. He's being super cuddly and I found it weird for a bit. There was a point where he started rubbing his hand on my right butt cheek and he was just wiping his hand off on my jeans and of course it's weird and uncomfortable if it were in real life but in the dream I just brushed it off. He had his arms around my torso and he nestles his head into my neck, breathing onto my skin but never kissing me or anything like I was lusting after. I'm becoming sleepy and in a sort of trance as he does this, but then all the boys that left for the pool show up again, including Brad.
In shock I stand up from where I am, my jaw dropped as I stare at Brad and all those guys at me. In that moment of embarrassment and what I feel is a guilt for betraying Brad, I run away. I run or fly or something as quickly as possible to this grocery store.
As I hide out there, I wonder if Brad or someone chased after me. Jake Clarke shows up there and I think he's looking for me, but whether he was or not he ends up starting a conversation with this old lady instead.
Then fast forward and apparently I got a job there but am now leaving and it's super dramatic because so are all these other employees I got to know. Benioff was the store owner and Carlos was an employee. I receive a card signed by everyone and I ask about Carlos and why he isn't there but I can't remember a solid response. Overall it seemed like the answer was "everyone moved on to achieve their dream" or something like that.
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My Head When I Dream
RandomThis is a dream journal of sorts. I don't actually remember my dreams that often, so we'll see how this goes.