Behind The Cameras [Dnf/Dreamnotfound]

IV

"Are you serious?! Your asking me to be a prostitute!" Niki moved the phone away from her ear, the Brit was mad.

"Well...not technically...I mean you don't have to do anything sexual on camera or off...You just need to act like your dating..." she spoke, rubbing her neck.

"Niki! I thought you liked me enough to not give me a bad job" George sobbed, rolling off of his couch to the floor.

Niki laughed, "come on George, it's not that bad, give it a try!"

George laid on his carpet, whining to himself. "How much am I getting paid anyways?" The Brit asked.

"Oo, I think you'd like hearing this, Ten thousand a day." She spoke calmly as if it was normal to be giving away that much money on a daily.

George's eyes widened, he was shocked to say the least. His expectations on money was pretty low, maybe like twenty dollars a day, but not ten thousand.

"So? What will you say?" Niki asked. George bit his lips, eyebrows furrowing. "I guess I'll give it a try..."George spoke, sitting up.

"Ah yes! I'm glad to hear that! Can you come over to my house tomorrow around 5 am..?" The female asked, a hint of glee in her voice.

"Uh, yeah. I can." The Brit didn't really have a life, so the chances of him doing something on a daily besides work was pretty low.

After a few minutes of the two talking and goofing around, Niki decided that she needed to go since she had to wake up early, and George was getting tired himself. The two hung up and both got ready for bed.

Niki closed off of George's contact and clicked on a different one, typing out a quick message.

"Hey dream we are heading to your office tomorrow morning|"   - S e n d

Hey dream w|   - S e n d

Niki quickly deleted her message, typing out a different response before shutting off her phone and heading to sleep for the night.

It was 6:09 Am. Dream had just gotten out of the shower, hair damped and a towel rapped around his waist as he stared at the message his manager has sent him.

[Niki: Hey Dream! Me and my friend George are coming to your house around noon maybe 12:55, Be ready!]

The dirty blonde male was examining the message, what did she mean by her and her friend? Dream knew that Niki was professional enough to not invite her friends while on the job, especially to his house, so why was she doing it now?

[Dream: Wait what? Why are you inviting people to my house...?]

Dream groaned, grabbing one of his many suits from his closet and carefully, but quickly throwing it on.

Dream walked out to his hallway, walking down his stairs while fixing his tie as he made his way to his living room.

Sitting down on his couch, Dream started to work on his laptop, having to edit ten videos. Dream was concentrated in his work before he heard a ping on his phone.

[Niki: Remember, my acting friend, yeah he's coming over so you guys can meet. HE is heading over there now by the way.]

[Niki: You have a meeting at 12, so we are coming early.]

Dream had forgotten about Niki's idea for YouTube, Dream combed his finger through his hair. Moving his sleeves up a bit to see the time on his watch; 9:30

The male looked at the text messages again, re-reading everything to see the plan for the day.  As he was about to put his phone in his pocket, the American saw Niki began to type.