Dreams.

The dream was long; I've forgotten the beginning, and I only remember the part where my classmate (yes, that one) was arguing with a pretty girl we were walking with, a girl we knew and liked. I don't know what it was about; maybe she didn't like his attention, or something else. In the end, he was acting quite aggressively, even grabbing her, and I got tired of standing there and waiting for them. Besides, after that, I had to intervene, and I even thought it would come to a physical altercation, but he just snapped, said something, and stormed off, sulking. We, along with this girl, started walking towards home (maybe to the bus stop or somewhere else). She started thanking me and wanted to kiss me. But for some reason, I didn't really want to; maybe it wasn't the right time, maybe I was in a hurry, or maybe I felt awkward because of the situation, or I didn't want it to be so rushed, because we were on a pedestrian street, and people were walking around, and she clearly wanted to do it quickly because it was a narrow street, and I wanted it to last longer, so we needed a different place. In the end, I had to do it, but I didn't really feel the moment, and I even felt a slight disappointment. I don't know why. So, we said goodbye; I don't remember how, maybe a part of the memory is missing, and then I was already in familiar places, holding a cat and my toy rabbit. Maybe they were always with me, plus a backpack, and that's why I was rushing home. The sidewalk was all dug up, with dirt everywhere and holes in it, like from some groundhogs or something. The cat escaped from my hands and ran into these tunnels, and it was really inconvenient to catch him. He annoyed me a bit, so I spat and went home, thinking he'd come out on his own, it wouldn't be a big deal. But then, my real-life consciousness, which is responsible for everything, seemed to wake up, and so I went back and still got him out, even though he was a little brat and tried to bite me. After all, there's a road nearby, and how could I just leave him on the street? It's dangerous. But I don't have that cat in real life anymore, so... Although, in terms of personality, he was more like my female cat.