I'm in my room. My brother appears, and for some reason he's wearing a suit. He has a maleficent smile. He demands I hand over to him a certain toy. It turned out to be a plastic miniature that for some reason was really important and valuable. Not only I was angered by the idea of losing it, what ticked me off mostly was his attitude. He seemed to find a drawer with a collection of toys. He could see the precious one from outside, but he couldn't reach it (which was odd, since the drawer's opening was large). I reached in and caught it, but before I could take it out, he hit my arm so I mixed it along with the others. I thought I'd just have to search there, but it seemed that he somehow managed to trick me through the confusion of losing the toy and had it! He was backing away, pretending he hadn't caught it.

I was Stanley Ipkiss, from the The Mask series. I was kind of a wimp, and somehow knew I had to "act like it" (?!). I was dating this older woman (actually, she was older than RL me, not Stanley), who acted really strange towards me. She was always cold, but at the same time always seemed to keep me near. It was clear she was trying to manipulate me somehow, and in my "wimpyness", I'd follow her along. At the end of the dream, she kissed me, and though it did feel good at first, her tongue was dry and strange, and put a bad taste in my mouth. I wake up.