There was a family at one of the tables celebrating the son’s birthday. He was about ten, and was celebrating his increase in age by being louda nd annoying. The other restaurant customers where ignoring him, but the sexy waitress who was serving their table looked annoyed.
Suddenly I thought, what am I doing here? Why am I in this fancy restaurant? I wasn’t at a table, just stood in the centre of the room. I didn’t remember going in, and could think of no reason to be there. Then I realised- I was dreaming!
That means I can do anything! I thought. So I punched the boy in the head and had sex with the waitress.