I dreamt that I was in my car. I had slept in the back seat under a fluffy comforter. I woke up in the morning and decided to go into my friends' house. As I was trying to shut the car door, the comforter kept getting stuck in the door. I saw that a police car was parked half a block down the street. I knew if I kept trying to shut the door unsuccessfully, they might assume something suspicious was up. I kept it up anyway and finally was able to shut the door. I turned around and there the police were with some sort of Velcro handcuffs and questions about my sobriety. I had told them that I had just decided to sleep in the car the night before and I actually did belong to a house on the street. They walked me up to the house and my friends vouched for me and the police let me go.
I was in the house and SK was playing video games with my brother and CK was watching a movie with my dad. I felt a bit out of sync wit the group. I decided to sit on the floor behind all of the action and go through my things.
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