A misclick

"dream liked your tweet"

//Hey hey. I'm back lol. Part two is up, and part three might appear later tonight as well. Now i gotta go do homework because apparently I started writing a fanfiction instead of studying :D//

Three hours after the stream, I was laying in my bed, scrolling through TikTok. It was 2 am, and there was no chance of me falling asleep after all the things that took place earlier today. So I was just wasting time.

 I was just trying to learn some cringey random dance that just popped on my fyp, when a notification appears at the top of my screen. Firstly, I don't even read it, and swipe it away. I can't be bothered mid-dance session. But, as the notification goes away, my eyes run over one single word. Dream. I don't overthink anything. There are lots of accounts who have that name. But it still makes me curious, so I go and check how well my tweet did. 

Yikes. It got 500 likes. How the heck did it even do that? I only have 400 followers and most of them are just creepy Indian dudes asking me to have their 7 kids. I go to the notification panel, and the last account who has liked my tweet catches my eye. I see the @and my heart skips not one, not two but an entire set of beats. "@dream liked your tweet". There's no way. Haha I'm just hallucinating I'm sleep deprived. 

I put the phone away, and stare at the ceiling. Then I pick it up again, and open Twitter one more time. Notification panel, and the green blob pfp stares at me again. You never know how much of a deadly stare he has until you have to convince yourself whether to believe or not that Dream himself just liked your tweet. I quickly take a screenshot like any other mentally sane fangirl. 

What do I do now? Post the screenshot? Write a 500 words story about how he saved my life and convinced me to stream? I don't think I should do that. So I just kept staring. It was 2 am, a girl was laying in her bed, with her phone in one hand, staring outside her window, waiting for something to happen. But nobody new that a faceless famous person liked that girl's tweet.

And, surprise shawty, something did happen. I turn on my phone for the third time in a row, for no reason this time. Just to see if my followers noticed the presence of Dream, or something like that. Instead, I see that I got a new DM. I just ignore it at first, thinking that it was just my dude Raj trying to convince me to fly to India and date him. But, something else convinced me to just go and check it. And my poor heart skips the second set of skips this night. 

His name is there, on the top of my list, big and written in bold letters. "Dream @dream". SHIT SHIT SHIT. 

What in the world do I do? Open it? Yeah I guess that's what seems to be like the most reasonable thing. So that's what I do. I say 'Yolo' out loud for the sake of being a member of Gen Z, open the Dm and read it.

"Shit I'm so sorry. That was a misclick."

I read it again.

"Shit I'm so sorry. That was a misclick."

It may be just the shock of having Dream in my DM's but I swear I didn't understand one thing from that message. I act before I can even plan my next move, and reply. 

"What?"

I'm pretty sure that's the end of my interaction with Dream, but the next message pops on my screen.

"That one like. You appeared on my timeline and right above you was George's tweet. I didn't mean to like yours."

I read it again, and again, and again. Wow. Dream liked my tweet by mistake. Hah. That's...fun. I don't even know what to reply, or if I should even reply anything, but going mute after that message seemed wrong. So I replied what came up to me mind first.

"Oh"

I shut off my phone and threw it across the room. Screw it. I'm going to sleep. I'm coping with all this tomorrow.