Not fair!
I'd gone over to Michael Sheen's flat for some hot sex (Michael Sheen 20 years ago, apologies Michael, I absolutely still would but, y'know, dreams). Nice flat, high up, lovely views. Just about to get down to it in the big bed in his sitting room (?dreams again). I realised he'd had a shower, complimented him on how fresh he smelled. He stopped and said 'you had a shower didn't you?' and I had to admit I hadn't. Awks. So I went off to have one, and though I'd been naked, in the bathroom I was in multiple layers of gym kit and it took ages to get undressed. Had a shower, got out, bounded back into the sitting room starkers. But the flat now was full of people including his flatmate who gave me evils, his Mum who was making tea.and looked me up and down, and my partner, who was fully clothed, crouched down chatting to naked Michael. Michael gave me an agonised look and then my partner looked up, eyes full of accusation. I woke up.
Killer, never got to dream about snogging Michael.
Bonus: my partner was David Tennant. 20 years ago. Reader, my partner is not David Tennant.