Square One

Background/Inspiration: So Thursday or maybe Friday I sent that thing to Heather about how I was done with my little phase where I had 'a thing' for her. Throwing in the towel, whatnot. I'm not sure if I'm really over it yet, actually I'm pretty sure I'm not but I'm ready to accept defeat anyway and for the sake of our friendship and my well being I gave up.

On to the dream.

Major Events: Sparked by my going to Mike's earlier last night, the dream took place in Mike's basement/bonus room thing. I seem to remember it being under construction. Robby and I were sitting downstairs, each in our own big comfy chairs. Heather comes down the stairs, which I'm facing, Robby at my right facing perpendicular to me, reading I think. Heather comes down and says something about "You wanted to know about..." something about her new boyfriend maybe? Don't remember, but it was supposed to be about the message I sent her, but it actually wasn't. She goes on to say that the only reason she's dating him is because Kristin did when she was her age. This guy must be timeless or something. She says she doesn't really like him and that she's breaking up with him when she gets back. I assume this was Christmas break or something, even though I'm not going to be there on Christmas break. As she's saying this I was playing with some plastic thing and biting it for some reason. As I'm biting this thing I start smiling and she knows I'm acknowledging what she says. I think I didn't go out and say I was happy because that would have been rude I guess, and also Robby was in the room although I'm not sure if I cared. So then she kinda turns around to go but before she goes up the stairs she turns and gives me a nice grin sorta like the one I had been giving her. An unspoken sign that we were mutually agreeing to a deeper relationship. I was rejoicing in my head and happy I sent her that message that didn't actually pertain to the message in the dream, which I didn't know. Another notable thing is we were all back downstairs later and her and I were sent up to the kitchen to make pancakes, and as we were walking up the stairs I reached backwards and she took my hand and we walked up the stairs hand in hand.

Minor Details: Something about a deathmatch sort of scenario earlier in the dream. I'm remembering it being fairly significant but I can't remember any details what-so-ever. Outside the window in the kitchen I could see a city that resembled the style of a ghetto or maybe city 17.