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Chapter 18

A/N: one more chapter ahhhhh!!!

"Wilbur!" Clay's feet come out from under him as he runs down the front lawn, his jeans stained with mud as he gets up, "Fuck."

"Oh shit, I'm sorry," the tall man notices the urgency in the blonde's actions, turning around quickly and making his way over, "What do you need?"

"Do you have the number for the flower shop you used?" the blonde needs to get a new corsage for George, and fast.

"Yeah, hold on," the brunette grabs his phone, going to his call history and texting the number to Clay, the blonde thanking the man and running back inside, making two phone calls.

The first to the flower shop, he ordered the same one he had gotten for his boyfriend originally, although the last had gotten in a little accident with Clay's ashtray the previous morning.

The second was a call to his Dean, to beg to let him go off campus to pick the flower up, the man reluctantly agreeing.

It's only two days until prom, the blonde wants, no, needs to have everything perfect. The night of prom was also the night the boys would be uploading their third manhunt in three months. The man's clips were constantly being reuploaded to compilation channels that he would, maybe, occasionally watch.

What? He's good.

He still has a few hours before the corsage will be ready, the blonde getting a Twitch notification was perfect timing. Tommy was live, the senior not thinking much as he opens a new tab on his computer, the freshmen's voice coming through his speakers.

It's a few minutes before someone in chat points out the man's presence, Tommy playing it off as if he was shocked, Clay laughing at his acting the whole time.

"Dream you and I should be friends," the freshman jokes, Dream typing "no" in chat before deleting it and sending "maybe."

He leaves after a bit more banter with the boy, ordering a car and heading into town. His headphones are connected, loud rap music blasting through them, he's sure the driver can hear it.

Spring is in full swing as the boy arrives at the shop, the greenery of the town even more prevalent under the afternoon sun.

"Yeah, I called earlier, for a pick up," a familiar voice is the first thing the blonde hears, a smile creeping onto his face.

"Yeah, the order name is dumbass," the blonde clears his throat, his best friend's head turning in his direction.

"Holy shit, you scared me," Sapnap sighs, clutching his chest, "And the order name is Sapnap," he turns back to the woman at the counter.

"How come you didn't tell me you were going in?" Clay questions.

"You didn't tell me you were," Sapnap rolls his eyes, the brunette turning back to the counter as the woman appears once again.

She hands the man a dark purple flower, Sapnap handing what looks like his parent's credit card to her.

"I never got to see your suit," Clay nods to the container in his hand, "Purple?"

"I'm wearing black, Karl's wearing purple," he shrugs but Dream can see a smile appear on his face.

"Yeah, we're doing the same except George wanted to wear blue," he walks past the boy and up to the counter, telling the woman his name for the order.

"When are we doing pictures?" Sapnap asks, Clay all of a sudden bursting into laughter. A confused look washes over his friend's face, the blonde just laughing harder.