Mixed assortment of males and females on vacation together in some far-off, hilly city. Late evening, the group is atop a particularly high and green bluff. Not sure what time of year it is. Some are wearing light jackets, some are in shorts and t-shirts. Nobody’s trashed, but everybody’s tipsy and happy. A few of the revelers are looking down at the lights in the city through binoculars. One of them [I think this was me, because it was the character I most identified with, though I saw none of this from a first-person perspective] says he wants to go see the lights. Another says she’d rather just stay and watch from above [I think this was B, though dream B did not act very much like real B].
As the dude who wants to go check out the lights starts high-fiving friends before heading down, another girl [pretty sure it was V], obviously a good friend of the dude, tackles him to the ground. They roll around laughing for a minute about an old friend who moved away [pretty sure it was Devo, though in the dream the guy seemed to be a much closer friend than Devo].
After a few more minutes of mirth, the girl suddenly, and without breaking her smile, informs the dude that someone told someone who told someone who told someone who told her that the dude had fellated another dude at his last New Year’s Eve party.
The only dialogue I can recall from the dream occurred at this point, which was also the point I was ripped from sleep in a cold sweat: “What?”
I miss you too, sweetie.