Dream Story

I woke up and everything was wrong. Something strange had happened last night. Nothing felt the same. I had a splitting headache. I think it's a hangover from all that wine I drink. It was a wild party. I snogged Freddy behind the sheds! I think someone spiked the punch with vodka too. I thought I was just drinking fruit juice but it tasted funny and I was just getting more drunk.
I had a weird dream last night. There were all these blobby, distorted monsters towering over me. Then I woke up. I was covered in sweat and my head was thudding. When I stood up my head spun and then everything settled out. I had my long, stripy, black and white t-shirt on. I stumbled forward to get a glass of water. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and brushed my teeth. I splashed cool water over my face. The icy droplets cascaded off my nose into the sink. They splatted on the bottom of it like melted ice-cream dripping on a Summer's day.
That reminded me of Derek last Summer but that was all in the past now. I put on my dress and some strappy shoes. I tossed a shrug over my shoulder and walked out.
I headed to the cafe and ordered a coffee and a croissant. I phoned up Shelly to find out how she was getting on. She was with Donny. They would be together all day so she would be too busy to meet up. So I called Patrice and she said she would head right over. I asked her about the night before. She said she had woken with a splitting headache but she had only drank the punch.
"It was spiked," I told her.