It’s always the same dream. Or it’s not the same but it always ends the same. I never really get to kiss Blossom. And I never have. And I don’t think I want to.
Except I’m pretty sure I do want to. Does that make me a bad friend?
I don’t think I could ask Blossom. What if she laughed at me? What if she didn’t want to be my friend anymore. I know kissing is how you spread cooties. And I don’t want to give Blossom my cooties. Not if she doesn’t want them anyway. And like…I don’t know if I what to get cooties either.