Atlantis // DNF

Limitless

Third person POV

The morning after. The moment that you open your eyes and everything is fine, you think about weather and how warm the sheets feel. You think back to the dream you just had and you think about your plans for the day.

It's the five seconds of complete calmness, the five seconds of home.

And then it comes crushing down.

George's mind was playing games, trying to stay at home longer, thinking about how calming the snow was falling, slowly settling on the ground and making home in place, where it lasts a second or two. George's mind was thinking about how easy it looked, how carelessly the snow settled down in place it wasn't going to stay, making peace with the end. He wanted that. He wanted to be fine with whatever was going to come.

But it was his minds turn to roll the dice again and this time he didn't know if he was going to end up in burning hell or paradise.

He was trying his best to believe that he truly is going to be fine. He is going to deal with it. He will make peace with the end and he will figure it out. He will be fine.

But it was too early in the morning, his mind was making turns and he felt sick. He traveled from rock bottom to the top in seconds, soon turning around and going right back down.

He felt like throwing up. It was too much to take and he had no idea what to do. He could call someone but he didn't have anyone to call. He could go somewhere but he had nowhere to go.

Do you ever wish to be kid again? It comes at times like this, when you know you have done something wrong and your stomach is turning and you have no idea what to do. You try to hold yourself together but something about it doesn't feel right. It doesn't feel like coming home. It doesn't feel like it will be alright. It doesn't feel like you always have someone to count on.

He needed someone to count on.

George's POV

I was walking through the apartment, it felt like i was staying at a hotel. I have been living here for a long time now but the walls seemed just as empty as the first time i had seen them. I hate what i have come to. I need a place to go.

Brighton was an amazing place, nothing too much or too little. It felt homey, but not quite like home. Something was missing, maybe someone. I knew all too well who it was, but my mind was having too much fun with this game and I had to stop. It wasn't right and even if all this freedom for my imagination felt godly, I was going to end up more hurt than I am supposed to be. And when I have no one else to blame i come to conclusion that i am, indeed, the only one to blame.

I hit the go live button and wait for people to roll in, i had streamed not too long ago and i know how surprised the people were receiving the notification. Sometimes i wonder if they know how much it helps me too. It's not only them that can escape the reality, it's not only them that can come here to forget about the life on the other side of the screen. I might not have a place to go to, I might have no one to call but i have different world i can turn to and forget about the struggle of living for an hour or few.

"Hey, guys!! How are you doing today??"

My voice sounds a little harsh, i haven't talked in a while and the last time i did i felt like crying. I smile at the camera regardless and start the monologue about todays plan. To be honest I don't have a plan, i have no idea what i'm gonna do but i'm sure i'll come up with something. It'll be fine. I'll be fine.

I looked at the chat, it was speeding past my eyes and it was hard to make anything out, i noticed a few 'Hiii!!' and emotes, soon chat had calmed down and i could focus on longer notifications.

'How are you??', 'what happened?', 'did you fight with Dream?', 'Hii!!', 'Early stream??'

I took a look at the clock, i had completely forgotten about the existence of time and my usual streaming schedule. It was nine in the morning. I should be sleeping.

"Uhh, yea it's an early stream, i'm giving you a lot of content lately haha"

I logged on the server and took a look at my surroundings. I quickly remember the last time I had been here i was with Quackity and Bad, we were going somewhere but i couldn't remember exactly where.

"Ok, we could build something today, what do you think chat? We could have a bit of a chill stream."

It was nice. It felt like a hug. I know that they don't actually care, they can't care about someone that they don't know, but the thought of them being here, just to watch, even if it's for their own good, that felt like homecoming. It felt like a reunion, like a long lost friend that you don't really know anymore, but they hold so much of you, a part of you that you can't lose, they hold memories that you want to remember forever. I have a place to go. Even if it's not real, even if it looks like something it's not, i still have a place to go.

Sapnap joined the server

"Oh. Sapnap's here."

<Sapnap> George
<GeorgeNotFound> i'm streaming!!
<Sapnap> Go to sleep

I wasn't going to leave, i had pretty much just started streaming. I couldn't sleep anyway. I knew i could call Sapnap, but something felt wrong. Like bad timing. Like i shouldn't call. So i didn't, i'm not taking chances tonight.

"Hey chat, i think i'm going to go, i know i'm streaming for only an hour but i have something to do. I'll see you some time soon!"

Oh, i guess i am.