Dream About Mystery And Psychological Thriller

I don’t remember this dream very well, but the scene was set at one of the houses my cousins used to live in that we called the Brown House in Grand Prairie, Texas. All the other people in the dream were characters from movies and TV shows. I think one of the characters was Quinn from Heartbreak High, a TV series. There was someone in the house that was being mischievous and leaving lots of messes everywhere without admitting that they were doing that. A few of us took it upon ourselves to play detectives and figure out who was making the messes. I remember the washing machine in a closet with a sliding door near the kitchen started overflowing, which turned out to be a distraction from the person making messes to make another mess in the house. Once I started to narrow down suspects, the experiences in the dream became much more intense. Quinn’s phone was stolen, so I decided to look for it. There was this cute white guy with long, blond hair that I started to investigate. I asked him a lot of questions and he started to get uncomfortable. I could immediately sense it was him who was making all the messes in the house. He tried running, but I latched onto him, and Quinn’s phone fell out of his pocket. I snagged the phone, ran down a hallway, and got into the room where Quinn was on one of the beds drawing and listening to music. I tossed her phone to her and tried holding the door shut, but the guy broke through the door and started charging at Quinn to take her phone away again. I started to pull the guy away from her and she got away. In all the chaos, the guy figured out that I was attracted to him and started making sexually advances and taking off his clothes. A giant cake appeared, and I threw it at him to try to get him to stop and so I could get away from him. He pulled down his pants and showed me his ass, and I kept on throwing cake at him to try and get him to stop. Finally, I threw cake at his face and he pulled me super close to him. We were face to face about to kiss, and I grabbed his dick, and I thought we were about to have sex. I used his sexual attraction to me to my advantage, pushed him off me onto the bed, and I ran out of the room and down the hallway trying to find Quinn. I ran toward the closet with the washing machine that was still leaking a lot of water and leaving a trail through the house. I slid the closet door open and found Quinn hiding and for some reason she had my phone. I started to think Quinn and that guy were in it together and were causing all of the messes in the house. She tried explaining herself and I got my phone back from her. I looked at my phone which looked like it had water damage. Apparently, Quinn had stolen my phone and changed the background picture on the home screen to make it look like it had water damage in the hopes I would think it was broken and it actually wasn’t. I figured out that Quinn and the hot guy were causing messes around the house as distractions to try and steal everyone’s phone who were all at the house. I think I even remembered seeing Octavia Spencer as her character from the movie Ma walking around the house holding a basket of folded laundry. The dream had an undertone of a scary movie but was more of a mystery and psychological thriller.