Stealing a car with my friend

Date: 12/7/2016

I wake up in my home, my friend is over at my place and he has brought with him Doritos and some other chips. I'm glad to see him, I feel happy. Then we go out to do something cool. We go to this place where a supercar is parked. I say "Ok let's do this" and we wait and keep talking. The owner of the car, a middle aged balding man in clad suit starts walking towards the car. My friend walks up to him casually smiling. He goes near him, turns back, glances at me and gives me a smile. He pulls out some kind of gun and kills him, for some reason the killing doesn't seem violent. We get in the car and come back home, we're talking on the way back, all I remember is feeling happy to see him after a long time. We get home, park the car, and go inside. We indulge in some other work and then all of a sudden, I'm waking up from a short nap in my dream. I walk out of the room and see that there are Doritos and chips on the table. I glance at the living room and my friend is sitting there. I walk up to him and I somehow know that he's been waiting to see me for about an hour. I feel like asking him if he was waiting, is all this real, but I don't, since I'm too lazy to explain him everything. Then I woke up.