Dreamt Ron and I were in the bathroom, here. It was the same house, only somewhat different. My friend Amber climbed in the window and pretended not to notice us. She wasn't the only one staying here. Paulina was here as well as a young girl who might've been around ten-years-old. We were going out to dinner, and Paulina took the girl upstairs with her. When they came back the girl was very disturbed as she had an intricately braided Egyptian styled hair-do complete with tufts of little white flowers. We were raving as it looked beautiful, but the girl was not buying it.
