Dreamed I was visiting a long-lost friend of mine, Lucas. It was a strange meeting, plagued with persistent issues. Alone in his bedroom while he made food/drink? I put big X's of gluey-paste all over his walls. I think I was trying to decorate, but it made such an awful mess. And he returned before I was done, so he was confused and angry that I'd messed up his walls. Sheepishly, I tried to start cleaning the mess up. But the paste had sort of dried and was taking the wallpaper off with it. Up near the ceiling, I was affecting the collapse of the tissuey false ceiling that he had - like a parachute, diffusing the light from above. He got mad and so I did what I could to remove the paste and tried to help fix the ceiling.
We were headed outside, but I had to use the bathroom. They were public bathrooms with stalls and I don't remember going in or sitting down, but I was aware that I was sitting there for a long time. Fantasizing, or having a dream within a dream. When I snapped out of it and realized how long I'd been in the stall, I was a little embarrassed. I came out with my pants pulled up but undone at the top. Lucas was standing right there and gave me a look of disapproval, like, "What am I going to do with you?" I was even more embarrassed as I buttoned my pants and we walked out without me being able to wash my hands. I didn't feel like I needed to wash my hands, but I didn't want him thinking that I'd just spent a whole lot of time in the toilet and came out same as I went in.