The first ray of sun chased the cap from the bottle of beer somewhere into the darkness under the bed.
He took a swig as she turned and put her arm around him.
"I had one of the weirdest dreams of my life" she said.
"Really? Well, what was it about?" he asked, taking another long swallow of the beer.
"I saw this giant rat in my dream, it was the size of a skyscraper, destroying our city and then it got eaten eaten by a mountain a cheese."
"That's weird. But I had an even weirder dream."
"Enlighten me." she said as she snuggled up to him.
"That you were going down on me at a traffic light and everyone stopped to watch."
"You naughty creep! You really have no shame! That was one shitty dream!"
She laughed and hit him with the spare pillow. He put up his arm to defend himself and she hit him again. The third time he snatched the pillow out of her hands and slammed the bottle of beer in her face.
He laid himself down beside her, as her blood crimsoned the white sheets. He kissed her torn and bleeding cheek and whispered in her ear.
"Never call my dreams shitty."
Never mess with a man who drinks his beer the first thing in morning.
So, two stories with dream in the title, guess I need to sleep more.
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