Your dream returns

You fall asleep at the table.

A voice returns to you, but this time not as deep, but instead more sheepish.

"Yeah, sorry to interrupt your dream, I gather you may have questions."

"Yeah" you reply. "who are you and why are you doing this?"

"I could say, but you wouldn't understand. I bought you here because the unusual nature of this world will help you grow as a person. But alas, I suspect you have a more pertinent question. And consider carefully as you may not have much time to ask. "

"OK fine, why was my brother wanking in the living room?"

"Why not? I gather it's comfy."

"because you shouldn't be doing that in front of others."

"I should have warned you that no sexual activity is considered private in this reality. That means you had better get used to seeing people have sex right in front of you - even at work. They may understand if you still feel a bit out of sorts due to your recent illness, but they generally know you to be quite the, how shall I say, fun individual. Oh and in this reality you actually discovered that you are bi long ago, so you might topically have sex with two women and seven men in a week, usually close friends."

"But I'm not bi in my old reality! And how come I don't have a boyfriend with all this sex."

"Oh you were- are, you just don't want to admit it. In answer to your second question, you still feel that nobody appreciates what's on the inside enough to form a proper relationship. Look, I've explained enough now. You shall wake up at the table and get a move on or you'll miss the bus."