The FBI or CIA wanted me dead, so they hired Deadpool to take care of me. He thought he’d be too recognizable in his red suit, so he put on a disguise over his suit: a Deadpool t-shirt. Then he chased me through a massive warehouse doing some sick parkour stunts.

Me and my friends were at the parking of a mall, and for some reason there were stairs leading down to an arcade. They wanted to go down because there was a hallway connecting the cinema and the arcade and we could use it to watch a movie without paying for a ticket.

I was against it but we ended up going down. While we were passing through the arcade I thought I saw a girl I knew, so naturally I started staring at this girl who might have been someone I didn’t know. After some staring between us I go to her and start talking, turns out she wasn’t the girl I thought but she knew her. While we were talking about a previous classmate of hers, whom I also knew, my father suddenly appeared and started staring at me like in the meme

After that we’re somehow outside and I see one of my friends taking the bus back, then he somehow appears behind me. Then we all start running to the cars that are supposed to take us home, on the street, which is a reoccurring thing in my dreams for some reason. Then I woke up

I was on vacation with military contractors and in between hitting the beach with family had to try to sneak into a research facility to cover someone’s unapproved vacation.

I was painting models with Walter Mondales running mate.