Mercy was welcome to take her words however she liked, but it seemed Mercy was willing to listen even to something as outrageous as what Poppy told her. She was blushing, because it was a little silly to admit it, but if she couldn’t tell her best friend, then who could she talk to about it? Besides, she’d been having more dreams lately. Intimate ones. That had her waking up in a sweat, feeling like something important was missing from her life. And she knew what it was.
“Yeah, literally my dream man.”
She wasn’t put off by the little laugh Mercy let out; she understood that it was a pretty crazy thing to admit. “Well, when and if I find him, I’ll want your approval. I mean, what’s the point if he can’t get along with my friends, and important people, right?” She grinned, hoping that her words helped even a little.