This was one of my Dreams with Harry and I at Starbucks.
Harry: Hello Lauren, How are you this fine evening?
Lauren: Oh fine.
Harry: So, do you want to get some Potatoes with Niall.
Lauren: HARRY! HARRY! GIVE ME YOUR GRAVY!
Harry: O.o *Then takes gravy out of back pocket and hands it to me.*
Lauren: *.* *Takes gravy and eats it.*
Now this was a funny dream, quite frankly because I hate gravy, but I happily ate it.
You dirty bastards were thinking of something else wern't you?
