Take Me To London

4

"George I literally just finished moving in the last of my boxes. None of my clothes are unpacked yet. I think I should do that before I set up my pc," Clay chuckled, sitting down on his bed. The fresh bedsheets comforted him as he lied down, the discord call still lighting up his phone.

"But I need to record with you soon. I sent you a bunch of video ideas and I need to get working on them!"

"Wait no I called recording with Dream first when he finished his setup!"

"Oh shut up Sapnap you never upload. Your fans won't care if you take a little longer to upload," The two of them continued bickering as Clay eased into the pillow. Tired. So tired. So much unpacking. His eyes were heavy, almost unable to stay open. Clay stared blankly at the discord call, losing focus.

He felt himself slowly fall down further into his bed. The warmth from the bed drawing him closer and closer to sleep. It was already dark outside, the only light in his room coming from a desk lamp he had already set up, and his phone. His blinks slowed, his eyes shutting slower and opening even slower. Most of his stuff was unpacked. The boxes filled with clothes were the last to arrive. His pc was out, just not set up. Clay figured he'd do that tomorrow. He needed to change into something more comfortable, but all of his clothes were still in the box.

"Dream? Did he fall asleep?" A voice came through his phone.

Clay rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. "I'm here...I think I'm gonna go though. I need to find sweatpants or something to change into then sleep."

"We'll be out of sync if you sleep now though!" George complained, causing Sapnap to erupt in laughter.

"I can't stay awake any longer, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow" After a quick goodbye, he forced himself out of bed. The clothes he wanted seemed to be at the bottom of the box. Fucking hell I just want to sleep. He cut open the box, pouring out all the clothes onto the ground. Clay dug through some of the clothes and pulled out the sweatpants. His eyes wandered over the heaping pile of clothing in front of him. I'll sort through that tomorrow. Once changed into his sleeping attire, he flopped back into his bed.

Warm again.

He burrowed his face into the soft, silky pillow beneath his head and fell asleep

~•-•~

Clay woke only to his phone ringing. He reached for his phone, answering the call with his eyes barely open. "Hello?" His voice was deep, a clear indication of how he was just woken up.

"Dream I need help with an issue in my coding" George began to ramble on about the programming issues of his newest plugin as Clay sat up in bed.

"Can't you get Sapnap to help you? I just woke up" Clay yawned, rubbing his eyes while checking the time. 11:46 am.

"You're smarter"

"Flirt much?"

"Oh shut up and help me,"

Clay stifled a chuckled and stretched slightly. "Call me back in like 10 minutes, I need to actually get up" He heard a slight laugh come through the phone.

"Fine fine, I want to get the plugin done today so we can record tomorrow or the next day."

"I still need to set my pc up so it might take a few days to actually record," Clay looked at the boxes near his desk with his pc, monitors, everything.

"Alright, go get ready, I'm gonna call you in exactly 10 minutes. I'm setting a timer" Clay rolled his eyes and hung up the phone. His eyes wandered to the pile of clothing that blocked his closet. I have to sort through that later.