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Dream came back to the coffee shop the next day. He didn't know George's schedule or if he had called out. He was greeted with the same woman as last time. Niki was her name?

"Oh, hello there. How may I help you today sir?" the small woman said. Her pink hair looked so vibrant and energetic.

"A special please," Dream took out his wallet.

"Aren't you Dream? The guy George always talks about?" Niki looked up questioning him.

"Um, yeah. I am. You're Niki right?" he responded.

"Niki, yeah! God George doesn't stop rambling about you. When I mean doesn't stop I mean doesn't stop."

"Oh really?" Clay smirked. "What does he say?" he looked right at her.

"Now that my dear sir is classified," Niki smiled. She twirled around and began making the drink.

"Do you by any chance have his number?" Dream was eager to talk to George. He didn't like how things were left yesterday. He didn't really get much sleep. Clay was too busy worrying about someone else. To his surprise it wasn't his ex plaguing his mind, it was George in his arms living rent-free.

Niki gave him the coffee "I don't have his number but his discord I do," she gave him his user and Dream's change for the coffee.

"Thanks so much!" Dream's eyes lit up.

"I'll dm him and tell him it's you. He doesn't have work today if that's why you came. Here is his schedule," she handed Clay a thin piece of paper containing times and dates. "Oh. How was your date?"

Pink started to form on Dream's face, "Date? So it was a date?" he found himself fiddling with his hoodie strings. "I wasn't really sure what it was."

"Well, that's what George referred it to. He kept talking about that too," Niki was now wiping down counters.

Dream got a notification that someone has friended him. It was George.
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(i will be typing as if they are typing using acronyms and bad grammar thanks)
(🌱💚🟩- Dream 💙🟦🔹-George)
Georgenotfound#9877

🔹Dream? Hi!
🌱Yeah its me!
🌱im really sorry about what happened yesterday... i left it on a really bad note
🔹you piss baby thats not what im worried about
🌱what r u worried about?
🔹how r u? are u ok since last night? anything u wanna talk about? anything u need help with?
🌱woah. im fine gogy dw about it

'Don't worry about it' rang in Dream's ears, 'i'm fine.' Was he really? It's not George's problem and it doesn't matter. His reasons were dumb anyways, he did it himself. It was his his fault, other people have it so much worse. He shouldn't bother him with little unimportant things. Making him happy was his priority.

🔹u sure?? well im here if u need me. always. it doesn't bother me... im glad to help
🌱yeah, im sure gogy
🔹when did u start calling me gogy?
🌱im not really sure gogy
🔹oh sorry gtg ttyl
🌱um? ok ttyl 

Strange. Why did he have to go so sudden? What's so urgent? George should be able to take his time and not worry. He deserves to live a beautiful lustful life.

"Alright, Niki I'll see you sometime soon!" Niki was still cleaning the whole time Dream was talking to George. She was a good worker.

"Hope to see you sometime soon! Have a great day Dream!" she had a sweet sugary tone to her words.

Dream walked out of the café and headed home. It was 6 pm and he needed to feed his cat, Patches. The city wasn't really a place for cars. You didn't really need one if you lived in the middle of it. Everything was within arm's reach, his home was only a block away. Convenient.

It was winter so the sky got dark quickly but the city lights made everything bright. It was quite beautiful.

Restaurants had fairy lights hanging, windows had light pouring out, lampposts made it seem like a movie, car lights, traffic lights, and many other sources. Store signs lit up slightly with different colors. None of the colors there were fluorescent white. (look at the chapter picture this is what it is)
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Jingles sounded from the keys as he fumbled them in his hand to find the right one to his condo. The right one was finally put into the lock and he got into the home. It was a mess. Clothes, tissues, empty water bottles, wrappers, lotion, dishes piled high in the sink. He had never noticed the mess he was in. Maybe George woke him up. Maybe.

He picked up a few pieces of trash and threw them away in the kitchen garbage. It was time to feed Patches. She had been looping and rubbing around his legs complaining. A cup of pebbles was dumped into her bowl and she was content. Patches ate and purred, Dream just admired her, she was so majestic.

She had a small build, she was meant for jumping and climbing. Her fur was soft and silky like his own. Different neutral colors swirled in her coat. Tan, brown, beige, and different variations of these with white tuft under her chin and chest.

Maybe it was time he got himself together...

Dream hung his coat and got to work. He grabbed an empty bin and shoved all the bottles and in another bin all the trash. Clay put things back to their designated places and fluffed the pillows on his big sleek black couch. Looking at the couch, he was proud of how he trained Patches to not scratch furniture. Surfaces were wet after he disinfected surfaces and wiped down the windows. The vacuum peeked from the closet so, he plugged it in.

After several hours he had made his condo spotless. You could see what it was supposed to be. The color palette was modern, black, white, grey, and lime green for something fresh. A long black couch and separate bulky dark gray chair surrounded the flat screen tv. Sprawled across the dark hardwood floor was a light fluffy gray carpet. Green pillows and art that hung around caught the eye. Needless to say, it was nice. An all-white kitchen and bathroom. The bedroom was like the living room. Dream finally felt as if he had control over his life and not him. At least that's what he thought.

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