5-17-25: clingy girls and buses: two recurring themes in this dream journal

I was on the bus, and someone in the back pushed a vendor and they fell to the floor, and then the bus driver stopped the bus until whoever pushed the vendor admitted to it. After a long time, like 15 minutes I'd say, this lady confessed to doing it, but she was in the front of the bus when it happened. She looked like a 2010s tumblr hipster with big glasses, a french braid and a blue flannel shirt and skinny jeans. Even if it made no sense because she was in the front of the bus when this happened, the bus driver accepted it and we moved on.

I don't remember getting off the bus, but I was magically at my destination, a weird room in what appeared to be some sort of department store where I was hanging out with my friend Terry and this random girl I don't know came over and started clinging to me and being annoying, because everywhere I went she would just pop up and invade my personal space. If I tried to reply to whatever Terry would say to me, this girl would just start yelling and laughing. So anyway, we went to the other floors of the department store and just looked at random shit.