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Oomfies I dreamed that I was in high school with Mint and we were at a band event. I approached her and we walked and talked. Our hands kept brushing against each other until I mustered up the courage to reach out. We kept kept walking, but now in silence, and our hands fumbled until we held hands. My face was so red, I looked at her and saw the same. We kept walking and talking, sharing stories and laughing. Then I woke up.
Is it too late for me oomfies?