Some of my friends and I are in a supermarket. Everyone is handed a basket and told to get in a line. I am handed two baskets. People go up and a worker pulls a lever to see if anything will fall into the baskets. My friends get nothing but I get a basket full of candies and gummies. Out of nowhere, James Charles shows up and starts congratulating me. He decides to hang with my friends and I for some reason.

We go to this weird nameless cafe and don't order anything. Sister James and I sit outside by the door and have a casual conversation. We then all decide to go to a weird thing with recliner chairs and projecting aesthetics across a ceiling (idk either) but we get kicked out. We go back to the cafe, have another casual convo, then my mom comes with a bunch of Sister James' fans. He takes a selfie with my to put on his insta, and asks for mine so he can tag me. 

"I don't have instagram." 

"Really...?"

Then I woke up.

The next morning, my mom installed Instagram on my tablet without me asking.

I'm a seer

Weird thing is, I had the same dream 2 nights ago but with Mike Faist instead