You're at the bar with friends. You don't drink, so you sit at the bar taking in the sights and sounds when a mysterious man initiates conversation. Something about him seems so familiar, his voice, his beautiful green eyes, and his hands especially, but you just can't place him. You decide you'll just have to keep talking to him, and find out. A retelling of a dream I had about none other than Dream himself. I hope you enjoy :)