]I was dating this really cute and nice girl. This was a really crazy and unstable dream, so her appearance and personality also changed along. At first she looked like Shinobu, from Love Hina () . For a shorter time she looked like my friend T., then later she turned into Kate Austen, from Lost (). Well, at first she was Shinobu, and so a really really shy girl. She'd blush from just looking or talking to me, and while it really did get awkward sometimes, she was nice, so I put up with it.
Her shyness also made myself a little shy, and although I wanted to kiss her (and she seemed to expect it too, even if nervously), I could never find a way to approach her. Finally, at some point, I tried kindly asking her if I could kiss her. I figured it wasn't my smoothest moment, but still it'd help things. She agreed, but when we kissed her mouth was closed and pulled strangely. I soon found that for some reason she was avoiding me kissing her, even thought she had a huge crush on me. That annoyed me a little... Now we were in the entrance in front of my old building, and she was T. (note: there were no actual scene changes or advances in the dream "story". Things just changed on the spot) We were talking, and were about to go up to my apartment, but I was really thirsty. I decide to ask for the security guy a glass of water, but then I "remember" T. had a glass of coke - actually, it just materiallized on her hand when I turned my head away, then back.
I took a sip of it as we walked up the stairs (she went ahead), but it had frozen, forming two circular coca-cola/ice bits. I didn't really care about it, so I picked one of them and started munching on it. T. is now Kate, and the ice I was eating was now actually some kind of frozen meat jerky. It was strange, with these hard, strained parts that felt like solid fibers, like giant spikes. I walk to a nearby vase and start spitting them out. They get stuck in my mouth. I pull them out and find that the inside of my mouth is hairy, that's why they were getting tangled. I pull them out, along with some of the hair, and throw it all into the vase.
Someone's walking around, but I approach Kate for a kiss and she avoids me. I don't like it, and think "Well, you wouldn't act like that if I was Sawyer (from Lost), now, would you?". Suddenly I'm not angry with her anymore, actually the one who is is Jack (from Lost), and he is staring at her as she moves away. I feel a little out of place.
