Oliver had a fantastic dream which included killing grim, drinking soda, and getting praised as the best warrior they've had the pleasure of training. The beacon academy headmaster, Professor Ozpin, even knelt down to his one knee and granted Oliver a medal, proving that Oliver's talent was that to be acknowledged by even the highest of authority. Oliver could see a girl running through the seemingly infinite crowed of people who joined together to praise Oliver. The pink haired girl made it to the stage and stood there in front of Oliver. She leaned in for a kiss, and so did Oliver. Just as the explosive feeling of their lips touching commenced, Oliver was brought back to reality. His head lied stiffly on his pillow, while his eyes looked around the room landing on the windows. It was still dark out. [i] Uhg it's still night time, I thought for sure I was going to sleep right through...[/i] Oliver thought as he scrunched up his face in frustration. Oliver closed his eyes again and waited till his mind drifted back into sleep. resuming his loud snoring.