So in my dreams apparently high school theater is so cut-throat that an understudy attempted to drug the lead so she could take over the role. I may have discovered Victoria was trying to drug Rachel's tea so I switched the cups when Victoria wasn't looking and oops she drugged herself. Serves her right for being a stuck up bitch and trying underhanded means of getting the lead role in The Tempest.
I'm now getting annoyed by these stupid dreams because they are literally just like my real life with like, a couple minor changes. No dragons or magic or anything like that. Just the same bullshit I lived through here. What's even the point of these stupid dreams if they're just the same as what I lived through here?