In my dream I'm living somewhere else, in a house that's much bigger and more luxurious than my real house. The house is 3 floors tall and each floor has quite a lot of rooms on it. I've invited a lot of my school friends round for a house party. There are people everywhere, but the only people that I specifically remember are Mike and Will.

Mike tells me that he went to another party the previous night and that he's still a bit hungover from it. He pulls out a bottle of something and pours us some drinks. I ask what it is and he says it's a Red Bull cocktail. I'm hesitant to drink it because of the caffeine content and I tell him and Will that I normally don't drink vodka and Red Bull because it stops me from being able to sleep, and that it's unpleasant being drunk and tired, but still being unable to sleep.

In the end I give in and drink the Red Bull cocktail and they do to. It's really alcoholic, and shortly after drinking it Mike lays down on the floor and falls asleep. Will tells me that he needs to use the bathroom, and I can tell by the sense of urgency in his voice and the fact that he looks terrible that he's going to be sick. I start directing him to the downstairs toilet but he starts to run up the stairs and finds his way to the upstairs bathroom.

A little while later I see Will again and he tells me that he was sick all over the toilet seat. I say "That's disgusting," and he tells me not to worry because he's cleaned it up already.