"...There was a room. It was like a dorm room. Or a classroom.. It wasn't mine but, it was familiar in my dream..." Sara searched her mind trying to remember the feeling, the colors, anything that would bring her dream back to surface. "I was with Professor Hood."
"Wait, like your actual professor?" Ingrid laughed at the thought.
"Yeah, my actual Professor. He was... Well, I mean, I guess it was a sex dream..."
Ingrid laughed abruptly, "What?!"
"Shh! It was but, I dunno, it wasn't. Like, it was the feeling like we had sex already. It was over and I felt bad because I was just thinking about his super sweet wife, Vanessa and how I wouldn't want her to be hurt by it."
"Oh my god, you aren't serious!"
"Yeah, Ingrid, I'm fucking serious. Jesus, it wasn't like that, it was just sort of the gist of it, I guess. I was feeling guilty. I think I was naked. I dunno. I was on Vanessa and thinking about the guilt of being with Professor Hood and- shut up!" Sara was interrupted by her best friend laughing and teasing.
"Sorry!" Ingrid managed to say in between giggles. "Sorry, go ahead! I swear I'm listening!"
"Okay, so, she grabbed my boobs and it made me uncomfortable, like she didn't do it in a pleasing way. I think I had pants on actually, I think I just didn't have a shirt on. I felt really vulnerable and she gave me this mean look and tweaked by nipple. It hurt and I wanted to be out of the situation. The whole thing was weird. I dunno. I stopped and then I was at a dining room table. I just really wanted to tell you all about it."
"Wait, what? I was in your dream?" Ingrid had gathered herself again.
"Yeah, you were at the table, it was like a classroom. I really wanted to tell you about Professor Hood and his wife but, class was about to start and I couldn't tell you. I dunno. It was a weird feeling. I think there was something with a globe then..." she trailed off trying to remember.
"Well, I'm honored I could make it to your dream."
"Yeah, I guess," Sara dismissed her tone. "I think there was something with Dan and he was looking at pictures... Shit! He was looking at pictures of fucking penguins!"
"Sorry, you said, penguins?" Ingrid was intrigued.
"Yeah, Dan had a bunch of these beautiful beach pictures and there were penguins in them. They were glowing like 4X6 versions of a Viewmaster-"
"What!? That sounds fucking cool!"
"Yeah, they were beautiful. There was a globe and..." Sara tried to recall what happened next. Her dream had bounced so quickly from room to room in this made up weird college space. "Then, I was in this dark room. Dan and I were alone, or I was trying to find a place to be alone. I needed to tell him about the Professor and the guilt and weirdness with Vanessa. The room was dark but there were old eighties computers on tall stands that didn't look like arcade machines, they were smaller, but, the screens had arcade games on them. I recognized PacMan right away and I looked at some of the screens to try to find Galaga and Dig Dug. They were arranged sort of in rows of three to four across and deep in a circle instead of against the wall. There were three sections to it. I saw a place to sit with two chairs and Dan sat down, then I went to sit down and started to tell him when I saw there was a third person across from us. There was a divider separating us but he could still hear us. I couldn't see his face but he turned his head; I could see the top of his head moving back and forth. He was reading or studying or something. He had blonde hair. I started to tell him but, I kept having to stop myself because the other kid was there and I was embarrassed." Sara finished her thoughts as the memory faded slowly.
"And?" Ingrid waited.
"And what? That was it. I woke up and Dan was calling me."
"Well, don't you think that was weird?" Ingrid was a little annoyed.
"Uh, yeah. I do. It was all weird. The whole fucking thing is weird, Ingrid."
"Wait, like your actual professor?" Ingrid laughed at the thought.
"Yeah, my actual Professor. He was... Well, I mean, I guess it was a sex dream..."
Ingrid laughed abruptly, "What?!"
"Shh! It was but, I dunno, it wasn't. Like, it was the feeling like we had sex already. It was over and I felt bad because I was just thinking about his super sweet wife, Vanessa and how I wouldn't want her to be hurt by it."
"Oh my god, you aren't serious!"
"Yeah, Ingrid, I'm fucking serious. Jesus, it wasn't like that, it was just sort of the gist of it, I guess. I was feeling guilty. I think I was naked. I dunno. I was on Vanessa and thinking about the guilt of being with Professor Hood and- shut up!" Sara was interrupted by her best friend laughing and teasing.
"Sorry!" Ingrid managed to say in between giggles. "Sorry, go ahead! I swear I'm listening!"
"Okay, so, she grabbed my boobs and it made me uncomfortable, like she didn't do it in a pleasing way. I think I had pants on actually, I think I just didn't have a shirt on. I felt really vulnerable and she gave me this mean look and tweaked by nipple. It hurt and I wanted to be out of the situation. The whole thing was weird. I dunno. I stopped and then I was at a dining room table. I just really wanted to tell you all about it."
"Wait, what? I was in your dream?" Ingrid had gathered herself again.
"Yeah, you were at the table, it was like a classroom. I really wanted to tell you about Professor Hood and his wife but, class was about to start and I couldn't tell you. I dunno. It was a weird feeling. I think there was something with a globe then..." she trailed off trying to remember.
"Well, I'm honored I could make it to your dream."
"Yeah, I guess," Sara dismissed her tone. "I think there was something with Dan and he was looking at pictures... Shit! He was looking at pictures of fucking penguins!"
"Sorry, you said, penguins?" Ingrid was intrigued.
"Yeah, Dan had a bunch of these beautiful beach pictures and there were penguins in them. They were glowing like 4X6 versions of a Viewmaster-"
"What!? That sounds fucking cool!"
"Yeah, they were beautiful. There was a globe and..." Sara tried to recall what happened next. Her dream had bounced so quickly from room to room in this made up weird college space. "Then, I was in this dark room. Dan and I were alone, or I was trying to find a place to be alone. I needed to tell him about the Professor and the guilt and weirdness with Vanessa. The room was dark but there were old eighties computers on tall stands that didn't look like arcade machines, they were smaller, but, the screens had arcade games on them. I recognized PacMan right away and I looked at some of the screens to try to find Galaga and Dig Dug. They were arranged sort of in rows of three to four across and deep in a circle instead of against the wall. There were three sections to it. I saw a place to sit with two chairs and Dan sat down, then I went to sit down and started to tell him when I saw there was a third person across from us. There was a divider separating us but he could still hear us. I couldn't see his face but he turned his head; I could see the top of his head moving back and forth. He was reading or studying or something. He had blonde hair. I started to tell him but, I kept having to stop myself because the other kid was there and I was embarrassed." Sara finished her thoughts as the memory faded slowly.
"And?" Ingrid waited.
"And what? That was it. I woke up and Dan was calling me."
"Well, don't you think that was weird?" Ingrid was a little annoyed.
"Uh, yeah. I do. It was all weird. The whole fucking thing is weird, Ingrid."
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