I have the impression this was a very long and detailed dream, but I can only remember pieces. I was in a trip with some of my friends, and we were playing some weird game where we were forced to do very stupid things. I know that because the first I remember is looking into the mirror and feeling very anxious because I was wearing this bright fucsia lipstick (I hate fucsia lipstick!). It was in a very dark and big room that looked suspiciously like the restrooms in the AA Admiral's Club.
The scene I remember clearly about the dream is me sitting across Teddy in low benchs, and feeling this imminent urge to hug him. I only dared to touch his hair and try to clean some of the lipstick off him (he was forced to wear that horrible color too!). While I was doing it, he looked at me with this half-surprised-half-amused face and said something like "I can't stand you girls" (referring to me and Lady) "touching me like this anymore". I instantly pulled back and crawled to a corner of the bench while trying hard not to cry and to conceal how bad his rejection had hurt me. But he noticed, anyway. And he didn't want me to feel that way. So he did the first he thought of to let me know it was not rejection: he grabbed my hands and started looking at my nails as if they were the most interesting and beautiful thing in the world. And I knew then than he cared.
I cried this morning when I realized it was only a dream.
