Scarlet on a plane
In last night’s dream, I was on a plane with Mother, nan, grandad and an old school friend called Scarlet and her boyfriend. My brother’s girlfriend’s mother, Sue, was also on the plane, but not sat by us.
Scarlet and I were chatting and she recommended a thriller book to me. We ordered Sue some dessert – blueberry waffles and ice cream – without telling her.
Coming off the plane, I was wearing a jumper, coat and scarf so I walked slower than the others. Before long, I had lost the others, apart from Scarlet. We tried to find them, but ended up in a queue for a cinema.
I noticed a girl dressed in a green suit who had also been on the plane, so we chased her and made it to customs, where we had to give our bags in and wait as they let us out in groups of 5. We had to put string around our bags for some reason. As I tied up my bag, I asked Scarlet, “Can I borrow the knife?” but then the string snapped and I said, “Never mind.” This made her laugh.
We handed our bags in and sat down. Scarlet took a selfie of us both and then the rest of the dream was just waiting.