I was back in high school again for this dream. It started during lunch, where I went to a local BBQ place and got a sandwich, fries, and shake. I barely make it to (math) class in time after grabbing the food, so I stuff it in my bag to eat after.

We get some graded papers back, and my teacher starts going over the problems on them. Eventually my teacher makes her way into saying how, when we were initially in her class (looking around I could see all the students were now my age, late 20s) she was drunk during class most days. She asked if anyone noticed. Most people said yes, but I didn't say anything because I honestly couldn't.