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9||clay

October 30th, 2020
1:40 pm

Important things to note: Outlander spoilers! Just spoilers of S1 Ep 7. Enjoy!

I woke up with a grumble as I heard my ringtone pour into my ears.

"She,
She lives in daydreams with me,
She,
She's the first one that I see,
And I don't know why,
I don't know who she is," came the Harry Style's voice. I had a million ringtones that I used for different alarms, and this one was important. Karl was having a huge stream to celebrate Halloween and I needed to be there. That's what the alarm was for. Shit.

I hobble out of bed and immediately log onto Discord. I cannot be late. Karl's been planning this for weeks. I thank God that I don't have my camera on as I get into the call with Karl. Everyone else is already there, their conversations abrupt as I joined.

"Hey, Y/N, you made it! What took you so long?" Karl greeted as I came into the call.

"You said 1:40," I defend.

"I said before 1:40." Karl shoots back. "Anyways, you're here now, and that's all that matters. We're just waiting for Dream now."

"Wait, Dream isn't here yet?" I question. I search the call, and he isn't there.

"Yeah, I expected him to be probably the first. He sleep in, Y/N?" George questioned.

Okay, small recap of the past two months.

Dream and I had continued hanging out like friends, and we started a routine. None of us really said anything about it, it wasn't an official thing we declared, just every night after dinner either I would show up at his apartment to watch something or he would show up at mine. We started visiting each other's places so regularly to the point we just said "Fuck it, have an extra key." So I can basically enter his apartment anytime I want and he can enter mine. I'm fully trusting a green blob with my apartment key. Saying that out loud sounds crazy.

We usually go grocery shopping together, go to the mall together (and yes we did go back to that Dave And Buster's, this time I was ready for the VR) or just drive around. It wasn't until Dream's identity almost got revealed.

We were eating at a sushi place inside, when Dream had spilled water on the table accidentally on himself.

"Dream! Oh my God, you klutz." I exclaimed, watching him frantically wipe out the water from his shirt. That's when from the booth behind us I felt a finger tap me on the shoulder. I turned to see a young boy, probably around 10 or 11, wearing a Dream smiley shirt.

"I'm sorry miss, did you just say Dream?" the kid asks. Fuck, I thought. If I told him yes, he'd know Dream's face. Dream noticed this, his face paralyzed not really having any power to say anything. He knew, too."

"Um, no. Why?" I lied.

"I thought you called him Dream." the kid says, pointing his finger to his face.

"Oh, no his name is—" I stuttered, trying to find a name that matched with Dream so I could blame it on a misunderstanding.

"Lee. I'm Lee, her brother. What's your name?" Dream said, completing my sentence. I sighed with relief, glad he found a match.

"Oh, I'm Camden. I thought you said Dream. He's my favorite YouTuber." the boy replied.

"Oh, cool. I like GeorgeNotFound, you know him?" Dream asks.

"Yeah, he's pretty cool." Camden says.

"Can, get down from there!" a woman's voice resonates. I don't even need to look to see it's his mother.