You broke your promise. You've been asleep for two days now. It hasn't been long, but it sure has been miserable. I miss you, ̶D̶r̶e̶a̶m̶ Clay. I miss you a lot. I can't help but wonder... Do you dream of me? He wrote. He closed his diary and put it on a shelf. He grabbed his phone to start scrolling through old photos and videos, and eventually, he fell asleep. He dreamed of the nefarious pranks he and Clay had pulled on other unsuspecting victims. He dreamed of the happier times. The brighter ones.
When George awoke, he immediately got dressed in a plain, white tee and some jeans. He slipped on some dirty white shoes and ventured outside. He hadn't driven too often, but he knew how. He slipped into the right side of the car, buckled his seatbelt, and drove to the hospital just five a above the speed limit, on the left side of the road.
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To Quit
RomanceClay and George meet in a small discord fandom server and grow up talking to each other. Turns out they both live in London. Clay never wanted George to see his face (not at the time at least,) but one day they saw each other in real life. The Count...
