My dream last night was like an older teenage nighttime drama. There was a wealthy family and they were throwing a party. There was a guy who wanted to propose to a girl, but the girl had received a diamond ring, whom she was holding for a friend. Of course, the guy thought the girl was engaged to someone else. There was a "Marie Antoinette" style tree-lined street and instead of driving, the older teens (who were probably in their early 20s) were walking. There was miscommunication and drama. There was almost a fight. There were parents who didn't want any of what was going on to happen, but didn't actually do anything about it. There was the friend who was telling lies and the other friend who was trying to help. There was the girl who was then, instead, going to propose to the guy. There was the person from the "wrong side of the tracks" who didn't have as much money as everyone else.
The biggest image I remember from the dream is the hand with the huge rock on it.
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