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I dreamt that I worked at a sort of fashion place. I felt like I was an account manager of sorts and we had clients that were designers or? something that dealt with fashion. I know that we had to keep track of the new seasons and not quite sure what else, but we had to please them in one way or another. I liked the product but not the pleasing part. I didn't like the idea that I had to read minds... I did like the current lines I was working with though. A new fella was starting, a tall blond guy, with an odd haircut and straight bangs... almost a bob. He wanted my clients and I had to hand them over. I wasn't happy at first, but I just decided to accept it. What is is ... I moved to another desk and started handing over some of my paperwork. It started to feel better, to feel good that something new would be coming to me. Then I went over to explain who he would be dealing with and he turned into someone else... someone I liked. WW. We laid on the ground and started going over things. At one point I had to reach in front of him and his face brushed my ear and he whispered I love you. It felt so nice, and I loved him too but I didn't say it. I held my breath. I was worried... if I said it what would happen next... would we have to act on it... was it right... was it a mistake