went back to sleep and had another dream. this one was wild. Activision Publishing in this dream was a campus that had housing, offices, and all sorts of stuff. so I had a roommate that was moving in with me and I was helping her out. then immediately there was a party later that day which she wanted to go to so we both went together but separate vehicles. the party was in a spot next to the offices. it was a bit dark out and snowing. I was outside walking around trying to get my stuff situated before going in but it was close to the end of the party somehow already. I had gone over to the offices and found her desk which was next to mine as we were on the same project, flipped through a notepad there to write a note to leave for her that I was going to be back at our room but she came in. I had said its hard to find a page to use as a note when every part of the notebook had drawings in them. she kinda laughed and said she loves drawing when she isn’t doing anything then said she wanted to go back to our room. so we did, but as we got to her vehicle outside a drunk jock lookin guy came up to us and harassed my roommate for being new and not knowing how things work around her. his mistake was then pulling out a pistol. we backed off and someone else showed up and was held at gun point but I managed to distract the guy with a question enough for him to lower the gun. I jumped at it ripping it away and holding him at gun point now. he then backed off and then this moved over to the side of the parking lot at a picnic table. the guy was absolutely furious and wouldn’t stop. he got more aggressive and had made a leap at us so I shot him in the leg. he was insanely drunk however so he took the pain mostly and proceeded to be a dick. I told him to back off or his other leg was getting a bullet. he didn’t, he kept getting in our faces, I had to hold the gun up against my chest, I didn’t want to hurt this guy more but it was his fault. as I backed up, the guy moved and hit a patch of ice and slipped forward losing his balance. I had wanted to shoot his leg at this point but mistook the sudden action and shot him in the leg then without thinking. however, he was falling and his head was now where his legs were. he took a bullet to the top half of his head mostly grazing but enough to send him unconscious and have brain damage or death. we left him in the snow and drove back to the room. I quickly packed an emergency to go bag with everything I could possibly need to leave if anyone came asking questions. then my roommate and I spent time together. she liked that I protected us and thought our personalities mixed pretty well so she wanted to expedite our friendship and made a comment that she might really really like me in a partner sense. I can’t remember this part well but I think she was drawing in her notepad while we talked about stuff. like where she’s from, her name which I can’t remember now but I think was Thalia or something however she goes by a nickname only with friends but said I don’t have to. she loved music and singing. her style was more like lesser goth girl when it came to outward appearance in public, saying she just really liked the looks but isn’t goth or associates with goths. I think that was it…can’t remember. but I woke up after.