George's POV
"Hey, George!"
"Hi, Sap!"
"How are you doing?"
"I'm doing alright. I have my good and bad days but i'm getting there."
"That's good to hear, i'm really proud of you."
"Thank you. How are you?"
"I'm doing really good actually. I know that you are taking a break from internet and everything but i was wondering if maybe you wanted to be on my stream today?"
"Oh, i'm not taking a break. It just kinda happened and time is a tricky question, sometimes i forget about it. When are you gonna be streaming?"
"Can i give you a call? I want Quackity to be there too but i'm not sure when he is free."
"Sure! I don't have plans for today anyway."
I did actually. I was planning on going to the library and finally taking a book home, but i haven't talked to Sapnap in so long and i can't help but feel guilty. I should be there.
Outside was pretty dark, gloomy weather wasn't something new, i liked it a lot. It's December and even though the ground isn't covered in snow i can still feel it. I miss rain.
My apartment was finally something i could call home, i had spent a long time on it. Slowly but surely i had built a new life and i was learning to take care of it. I was making my own food and now the apartment usually smells like gingerbread cookies or hot chocolate. I was playing music from the TV and i had learned that my neighbours actually don't mind it that much.
The hurt stayed, i still cry and i still break down from time by time, i still wish it could be different. I still wish the ocean would drain out in a single night and i could make a run for it. Cross the land and run until somebody catches me. Until somebody is waiting for me.
But for now i'm fine with pretending. I'm fine with reading books and talking about the weather. For now i'm fine with what i can get.
The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the room and i felt the feeling in my stomach setting down. As long as i can have a part of him, i'm alright with not giving him all of me.
I wonder what his house smells like. I wonder what recipe he uses for his cookies. I wonder what shampoo he uses for his hair and what sound makes him feel at home. I wonder what his parents house smells like and if his mom really gives that great hugs. I wonder if they really come together every Christmas and spend time together. I wonder if Patches are as soft and sweet as he says. Is she cuddly? Is Dream cuddly?
The sound of my phone ringing made my thoughts slow back down. Sapnap was probably starting his stream.
"Hey!"
"Ok, we are starting in like twenty minutes, is that ok?"
"Yea, sure! What's the plan?"
"We are probably going to burn something, i have no idea to be honest. I think the fact that you will be there is enough to get everyone excited."
"Oh thank you, that's really nice of you!"
"Shut up, George. I didn't mean it like that."
"Oh i know very well you did."
"Shut up, let's play some minecraft."
I had my cookies on a plate and i was sitting back at my desk, my bedroom looked a lot nicer now and everything seemed cozy. I felt like home and it was something new but i loved it.
We had been playing for about two hours and Sapnap really was right, people seemed to be starving for any content. I know i have been pretty much gone lately but i didn't expect them to be this happy.
"So, Christmas is really soon, what are your plans Quackity?"
I hadn't thought about my plans yet. I never really celebrate anything anymore but this year seemed like a good time to do at least something.
"And you George?"
"Uh i have no idea. I don't really have anything planned. I think i want to go to one places but i can do that during the day. For the evening, i was thinking about going to my moms place but i'm pretty sure i want to stream. I haven't done that in a while and i know that some of them might have no one to celebrate with either so that could be nice."
"Your mom could come over?"
"That is actually a good idea. Yea, maybe. I'll think about it"
I think she would like that. I think she would like to see my home now.
How will Dream spend his Christmas? He is going to go to his parents house. Will he have time for one chapter? I hope he does.
Christmas was a weird time usually. It's exciting but i have never truly felt like i have something to celebrate. It's that time of the year when everyone seems all giggly about something and my mind can't really process it. I wish i could go all giggly and celebrate. Just because i want to, maybe even without a reason.
The stream was nice, it was nice spending time with Sapnap and Quackity. It was nice, laughing again and forgetting about thinking. I was taking a dive but it still felt scary, i was still trying something new and i was learning. I don't know what i'm doing, i haven't practiced these moves before but it feels like everything has calmed down. Kinda like i'm practicing the dive alone, last one after the practice in the swimming pool and now i can just try. No one's watching and i can fall, i can jump, i can sink or i can swim and it doesn't matter.
Dreams POV
I wonder if he knows that i'm still watching. I'm staying behind, watching his every move. Waiting for something. Anything. He has started something that he has to finish and i'm patient but patience keeps running until you have none of it left.
I'm scared i will snap. I'm scared i will say something that is going to hang there forever. I'm scared i'll say something that i can't take back.
I wonder if he's patient. I hope he's not patient.

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Atlantis // DNF
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