I always wanted one and pretended I had one. But I didn't really.
I think M is in that same group. It's not a real imaginary friend...yet. But for now, it's convincing, perpetual pretend play.
Except her friend isn't a gal pal to play dress up with.
She waits on him hand and foot. She tucks him in (they have more of a parent-child relationship than a romantic one but that's probably good at her age!) and tucks in their five, yes, five children.
She instructs me where to walk so I don't step on him or their kids and she talks to him about his day.
It makes me laugh. It's also a little awkward sometimes. Hopefully he treats her like a princess!