chase:

There once was a man named Chaucer who every girl wanted to boff her...

Oh wait. Right, dream.  LOLZ.  Okay.  Okay.  You know how when you're sick you have those really fucked-up irritating dreams?  I had this dream where I had to alphabetize my blanket.  I wanted to fucking kill somebody.  How do you alphabetize a blanket?  I don't even know.  It was made up of all of these little colored squares and they were somehow alphabetical or something and I had to tie them together with blue string, only then of course it wasn't blue string, it was electrical wire and I didn't have scissors to cut them and Jesus fuck I'm getting pissed off just thinking about it.

Also I had a dream I boned David Bowie in the space needle.

gabe:

i had a dream once in black and white, like it was drawn in ink.  there was a clock on the wall, and i knew when it struck midnight it would burst and something would happen.  i didn't know what it was.  i wrote a letter to everyone i loved, and then i wasn't writing a letter anymore.  i was lying in bed with them in my arms and whispering against their hair everything that i ever needed to say.  everyone i loved was all wrapped up in one person and they made my arms ache and they smelled like snow.  i don't remember what i said.  it was like a song and when i woke up i forgot.

marlowe: 

Shakespeare and I stole my parents' car and credit cards and drove away into the desert.  Regardless of that desert bit, we got lost in my old neighborhood from when I was very young and were being chased by... I think it was my Grandfather?  We had to hide in some blankets.  Someone caught us.  Shakespeare kept kissing me while I was trying to recite something to the judge, so I gave up and had a lot of sex with Shakespeare instead, which happens frequently.  Actually, I don't think it was my Grandfather, I think it was that stupid boy from the Scoobie Doo movies.

zelda: 

i dreamed once that i was at the zoo and it was my birthday party or wedding or whatever because it keeps changing.  you know how that goes.  anyway, it was my birthday party or wedding or bar mitzvah or something and i was getting so MAD because people kept feeding the giraffes ravioli and it made them fart a lot.  i'm not even kidding you.  i was so pissed off when i woke up i couldn't even talk to anyone for like three hours.

charlie:

Oh gosh, i don't know.  I guess... one time I had a dream that my mom came back.  And I was so so so happy to see her and we danced, but then when she hugged me i couldn't hear her heart beating and I remembered it was a dream.  is that what you mean?