...a coworker - B - asked me, giggling, "did J tell you about her dream about you and me?"
She's giggling so much, I think this is either going to be very good or very, very bad.
She collected herself and said J had a dream that we were all at a party and that I was puking and B was holding my hair up. What am I to make of that? Some times a sick barf is just a sick barf?
B went on to say she really is that kind of a friend and would totally hold my hair up if I ever got sick. Nice to know someone's got your back. :P