Short Stories with Tragic Endings

I am in a house, no lights are on. I am with some friends and I have digital
files for the PS2 game, Armored Core. I go downstairs and some friend, my
brother and I are all playing Armored Core 4.The friend had deletes my data
or mods or whatever I have to sabotage me but I had them on a flash drive so
I still have them. My dad then walks in and says something I don't remember.
We then start watching a movie. After a while, the dream changes to more of
a half-lit rec-room scene. There are three people now, the friend, my brother
and someone else. They are wearing black suits with leis. I am looking at the
friend and it is almost like a character select in a game. His head, hands, and
feet have PlayStation buttons superimposed over them like I am selecting
button assignments. A short while later, the dream ends.