Warning; this post contains multiple dreams and is therefore pretty long.
These are all centered Around British youtubers Dan and Phil; for some reason they're the only specific people my brain cares to have me dream about.
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I was walking around a modified version of my neighborhood with Dan and Phil. It was mostly Phil I was talking to, though. I couldn't "Hear" The conversation, and the only real details I remember are that my neighborhood now formed a loop, and that Phil was wearing his Yellow adventure time hoodie (I'm sure it popped into your heads just than xD).
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A Dan-centric dream this time, this one took place in the art room on my high school. Except it wasn't the art room (!?) because there were computers set up on all the desks. Dan pulls me aside to the desk he's at, and pulls up an anime site (which we all know we can't /actually/ do in school). The dream had been kind of flat, until I turned my head to look at him and suddenly I was seeing and feeling the textures of /everything/. Like it went from "yup that's his hair" to "OMG, I can see all the single strands o.O". And he like....Kissed me !? >//> <//< idk....weird dream, because I feel things in my dreams even less than I dream about specific people...
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Phil dream (do we see a pattern?). Again, taking place at my high school, but this time we're in the Gym. There was some kind of assembly, so everyone was gathering in the stands; Phil was there and he'd sat in front of me (diagonally to my right). He was sitting on the very edge of the stands, and there's a gap between them and the wall; I didn't want him to get shoved off, so I offered him a seat next to me, which he took. The assembly started, While most people payed attention to the speaker, I ended up paying more attention to Phil. He cute, listening intently as if whatever was being said was the most important thing in world. Anyway, it must have been an all-day event, because we were given a break. Phil got up to go walk around and stretch out, and while he was gone, a couple of guys behind me decided to tease me all like "ooh, look who's got a boyfrined". >.> Whatever. Phil comes back, the thing starts again, and by the end of it we're all dead inside. As everyone is leaving the Gym, the guys from before are teasing me again, but this time Phil grabbed hold of my hand, leaned down a bit, and kissed my forehead. >////>
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Another Phil-dream (hah, broke your pattern. xD). This one starts off in a down-pour of rain. Phil and I are driving...somewhere (it wasn't clear where at that point). He was talking to me about how the weather maps had just turned almost a solid red with heavy spotting of tornado activity. It is at this point that Phil announces that he's taking us to an airport. With....tornadoes around.....nice. ANYWAY, Phil had decided that the best way to avoid this weather was for me to fly back to London with him. We get to the airport, the flight starts, all is fine. Except when it's not. The plane crashes; nobody is hurt because my brain had no concept of life and death for this dream, I guess. Phil and I are arguing now, because "of course flying during this weather is a bad Idea". So, since we're a /bit/ preoccupied, neither of us notice the F5 that's just spawned a bit away from us. We get swept up by it. Again, death doesn't exist in this dream, so we're fine. Now, as Phil and I are picking twigs and thing our of each others hair, my sister rolls up in her boyfriends 87' Dodge, and proceeds laughing at us. The end.