Short Stories with Tragic Endings

I am in a dorm room but it is much different from mine. The dream tells me it is mine.
I am doing something on my computer and check the clock "12:08". I realize I was supposed
to meet some friends for lunch at 12 ( In waking life ). So I went to leave in a hurry so I could
get to the universities dining hall when my roommate comes in and says he wants to show me
something. I tell him to make it quick and he comes around to my computer. I go around with him
and attempt to hide it because, for some reason, my desktop background is switching through
some very explicit images. They are all pink backdrops. My roommate doesn't seem to care so
I blow it off like "yeah, that's my desktop". He pulls out his computer and starts pulling up some
web-page while I played with a clear plastic sphere filled with metal balls. Then I woke up.