I remember two dreams.

I was part of the Fast And Furious gang. In it a woman hated me and I hated her. I wanted to be completely part of the group but at a party that I started I tried to get away from everyone. I ended up going through the whole property and after what seemed like an eternity in a labyrinth I ended up on the roof and someone else too was there for the same reason and we started talking about that.

I was on Hell's Kitchen and became the winner but the final was like the final of Master Chef where I took a huge risk by using a barbecue where I smoked chicken and with it there was vegetables and a gravy that I made by hand. After the show was finished he told me that he asked someone to get all my things and put it in his house, he was afraid that I would be angry but I was not. After a short time we had sex.