Then I'm at work. Maybe it is actually Kulturgyngen? Old classmates start coming in. Maria. Christian. Johnny. Ole. Birgitte. All there. And Sara comes in. My everlasting crush. She has changed her name. Sara Christensen. Has she gotten married? I rush around with a melting icecube in my hands because I heard she wanted a drink. I get her email address too. sarachristensen@something. @ a travel agency. Most probably the same travel agency that Birgitte works/worked at in real life.
And she's actually grown up. Normally when my old classmates are in my dreams they appear as they were back then. 14-15 years old. But Sara is an adult here.