#a little trolling...

My dream began when I sitting in some dining area that was very high class. There were armed security everywhere, and interestingly enough they were FBI. I was a child sitting by himself at a table, eating...chicken tenders I think. The outfit I was wearing was a button-up, short sleeved dress shirt, black shorts, knee length socks with black shoes. Then some rich prick came up to me and asked me something rude, to which I retorted back which caused a female guard to come over and try to calm the situation. I hated that was patronized by the two so much that I ended up trolling the FBI, which caused them to go into an international manhunt on the person who did it. Luckily for me, I had seven laptops, all with false ip addresses, which they were to never find me from and when they did, it was a false home I set up.