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- Real Life !
Savannah looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. The dark blue sweatshirt Sapnap allowed her to borrow because he accidentally got water on her shirt seemed to stick out. Her hair was a little bit fluffier, and what appeared to be going on with how red her cheeks were?
"It's fine- just nervous, that's all," she reassured herself.
After deciding that she had spent far too long in the bathroom, she quickly finished and walked out into the strange bedroom.
The walls were painted a dark grey, with hints of black and blue objects scattered everywhere. It looked like there was originally a theme, but now there were only bits and pieces.
Savannah walked out of the room, down the long hallway, and into another room which walls were coated in fan art and selves full of drawings, little stuff animals, and other creative outlets.
"Hey," a soft voice called the girl from the desk.
The voice owner turned quickly around in the rolling chair, their bushy yet wavy dirty blonde hair moving up and down from their sudden movement.
Dark brown eyes meet a sea of blue. An entire storm seemed to be settling in as waves of blue crashed along the shore of question. The pair stared at each other for what appeared to be all too long from an outside point of view, but for them, it wasn't long enough.
The blonde's computer screen was barely audible to the pair as they seemed to get lost in the eyes of each other, full of curiosity but yet so cautiously.
"Do- do- I am editing a video right now-"
"-oh! I ca-can leave if you want, I don't mind doing some work of my own-"
"No, no, no! You stay," he demanded as he quickly stood up and grabbed the girl's forearm, causing her to shiver at the contact of his soft yet calloused hand lightly. He dragged her over to the rolling chair he was previously sitting in and quickly left the room, grabbing a stool from the dining room. She looked at his desk, seeing a couple of notepads filled with new video ideas, empty glasses, and a unused fork? Part of her genuinely didn't question it, but the more profound side couldn't help but make a mental note to ask him about it later.
Suddenly a brown ball of fur jumped onto her lap, scaring the crap out of her, "What the fuck!" Laying on her lap was a small brown tabby cat.
Dream never mentioned the fact he had a cat- Savannah thought to herself. Never having any pets before, she was a little hesitant to touch the animal's soft fur but quickly calmed down when the cat started to purr rather loudly, rubbing its head on her stomach after every scratch.
