Dream rolled his way out of bed, swiping his phone off the charger as he went. He pulled a hoodie on over his bear chest and rolled over his sweatpants once to keep them from drooping too much.
Clay pushed his phone into his hoodie pocket as his hopped down the stairs towards the kitchen, idly evening out the strings of his sweatshirt as he went. Once he got to the kitchen he threw a microwaveable breakfast sandwich into the microwave than ran back upstairs to use the restroom.
Finally, he ended up sitting at his gaming set up, scrolling through Twitter and eating his breakfast. God he needed more friends. Of course he had Nick and George, but Nick was an hour behind him and still asleep and George was... well who knows what George was doing. Clay wasn't awake enough to call Tommy and Wilbur was streaming. There were a few others but clay really just wanted some friends who didn't care about the fact that he was the Dream. He just wanted a few friends who weren't really connected to all this.
That's when he heard it,
And a smile took over his face.
His phone buzzed with the specific text tone he had set for this person.
The sound of a bell.
Clay picked up his phone and swiped to text messages, ecstatic that his new friend had texted him. Something about her was intriguing, he knew absolutely nothing about her or who she was and still he just wanted to learn more. And all alone in his big house - what else did he have to do?
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Fanfic• Nepenthe • • Dreamwastaken x Oc • A boy tries to text his best friends new phone and ends up meeting someone new. Who knew they both needed eachother so badly, finding someone at the right time can lead to perfect friendships. Or Belle's mother...
