My Own Apartment

I remember I had finally gotten my own apartment (like I've been wanting recently), it was so nice, clean, luxurious looking, not insanely big but spacious. I remember in the beginning of the dream I was throwing a party and had a great time meeting new friends and getting to know old acquaintances. But I remember my family was waiting on me to do something or meet them (don't remember what or where though). Basically I didn't end up going to what they wanted me to go to, but it wasn't a big deal. I woke up and went back to sleep (in real life) and I was still in the apartment, seemingly a little smaller or at least appearing to be since there weren't lots of people now. It was just me and a guy I liked in the dream (though I don't remember much of what he looked like or who he was in relation to people I know in real life; he could've represented this one guy I'm interested in, but it was kind of ambiguous in the dream). We were getting close and started to make out and basically have sex, but it wasn't like real sex. It was the feeling of it, but I realized he wasn't actually there and I was just feeling it. I went to the bathroom, which was the clearest part of the dream. It was large, like a public bathroom, but it only had one toilet and a shower at the other end, plus a very long counter along the long side of the wall with a couple of sinks, I think. It had huge mirrors in front of the sinks, with a clothing rack hanging over it covering about half of the mirror, but this place had really tall ceilings so it was fine. The clothes were pretty cute, but I didn't look through them. I remember another version of me popped up. We were both naked, and I started having sex with myself then. It wasn't like full on, though, from what I remember, but it was incredibly sensual and romantic. I felt very loved by her and her by me. I'm not sure what the other part of me represents yet or why we specifically were naked and fucking. Maybe me being raw and vulnerable with myself and loving it anyways. Anyways, I remember falling asleep on the floor in the dream because I was drunk from the party. I think my dad called me (in the dream, not irl) because we were sharing the place for some reason, but it also felt like my own. I'm not sure. But I think I knew he and one of my brothers (they live together irl and I used to live with them before I moved out to a friend's house where I'm on the couch now) were supposed to be living with me or coming over or something (I never saw them in the dream though). I knew I was asleep, or at least had my eyes closed, because I was laying on the floor, like in the position I was in irl, and it was dark. But I opened my eyes and got up and looked in the mirror, now with another mission of getting ready or going somewhere, either for my family or to meet my friends or something, it was ambiguous too. I saw my reflection very clearly though and I was looking directly into my eyes. I had this long blonde curly wig on (I'm bald irl and wearing a wig, it was the same color blonde as this one but the one I'm wearing right now is straight) and I looked really cute. My makeup was done, my eyes big and dewy, I just looked really pretty, not like abnormally but just like how I look when I'm going out. And then I woke up.