Never Argue in Your Sleep

It was only a dream, as I was soon to find out. But my friend Alexia and I were arguing.

What we were arguing about, I don’t know. It was a heated exchange.

We were standing at a square table. Alexia was at one end, and I was at the other.

Exasperated, Alexia called me a dirty name before shouting, “Eat me!”

The look on her face after yelling the expression was one of shock. It became apparent that she was surprised those words came out of her mouth.

I looked at her and replied, “Certainly.”

She got that silly grin she gets when caught off guard, and together, we started laughing, and I woke up. My first thought upon waking was, “Why can’t I ever finish a dream in peace without that damned alarm clock interrupting me.”

Now, I’ll never know what we were arguing about.