Talk Like That ~ dreamnotfound

Chapter 6

By the time Sapnap had reached Orlando, both Quackity and Karl had joined the discord call as well.

A five out of five feral boys discord call was normally pretty chaotic, but considering Sapnap was running on a two hour nap and a monster energy, Dream was about to pass out as he spoke groggly, plus it was 5 a.m. for George and the nap he took ended up being longer than planned, sleeping till 1 a.m. and now being too awake to sleep....The call was rather mellow to say the least.

As soon as the Texan had made it to Dream's -and now his own- neighborhood, he left the call since it was either late at night or early morning for everyone.

Dream left as well, then Quackity, Karl, and that left George to stare off to the side at his desk as he thought.

He navigated to spotify on his phone, found a specific song, and listened to it.

The blonds sleepy voice traveled back to his mind as he thought about Dream, his voice gravely and words somewhat slurred together. Whenever he would talk like that, it would make butterflies burst from cocoons in George's belly, the once soft caterpillars turning to an explosion of bliss in his brain as he happily drank in the velvet voice.

Not that he didn't admire Dream's normal voice just as much, if not more because of all the emotion behind it, he just found himself indulging in the deeper tone.

He hated how his mind did this, crawling back to the man that seemed to become his everything after years and years of friendship.

The song was interrupted by a notification, seeing Dream sent him a picture through snapchat.

A picture of Sapnap holding Patches to his chest filled the screen, as well as a hand coming from behind the camera, petting the cats head. The caption "jealous?" stood out.

He sent back a picture of Cat, with him petting their head in a similar fashion, he typed out the words "Nah, I'll be doing that soon anyway" and placed it closer to the top of his screen, and hit send.

Dream didn't send back any new pictures for awhile, and George understood that considering it sounded like the blond was going to pass out on call.

But, about an hour later, he had sent another image through snapchat.

It was another picture of Patches, this time she was curled up on Dream's stomach, and his hand was settled on top of her, gently scratching the cats fur. The caption this time was "I can't wait :)" and George smiled upon reading it.

He turned around in bed, after plugging in his phone, and layed down on his side and stared at the wall. He was still too awake to sleep, but he figured he might as well use this time to think.

He already had his cast on for a week, which means he'll have 3 more weeks to go. His keyboard is supposed to arrive in about a week and four days. He figures it should only take him about a week max to pack all of his things, but that's with two hands. He'll have to go through unnecessary items, stuff he might not want anymore and can donate, to make the process easier. He doesn't wanna move across an ocean with way too much shit, that he won't even end up using.

Now is a better time than any, at 6 a.m. when he can't fall back asleep, to start doing that.

He gets out of bed, seeing his phone is at around 25%, so he grabs that and the charger. Once in the kitchen, he plugs his charger into an outlet and let's his phone charge on the counter, playing background music.

He grabs a random cardboard box -for donation stuff- and a trash bag -for garbage- and gets to work.

About an hour and a half later, the box is full and he's throwing away stuff from the living room. He's gotten a surprising amount done, and George grabbed another box to fill with old CD's of movies that he hasn't watched in years, placing the box by the other one.

For someone that lives alone, he's surprised by how much stuff he has.

He spent a couple hours just going through CD's, books, his pantry, and really just trying to clear out whatever he can.

Wilbur texted him about 3 hours in the process of cleaning, asking if he was awake. He replied back, just saying yes and asking what's up. The other asked if he could call him, to make talking easier, and George agreed.

"Hey, how are things going?" the taller asked.

"Pretty good, I'm actually cleaning right now" he said with a short laugh.

"Oh, you could of said you were busy" Wilbur replied.

"I need to take a break anyway, so this is good... I'm actually cleaning because, I think im going to move in with Dream and Sapnap." He explained, swallowing thickly upon the ending words. He's nervous and hates to admit that. It's his bestfriends, there's no need to be nervous.

"Wow, ok," the curly haired boy stated, his surprised tone evident. "Are you, ya know, ready for that?"

"I think so, it won't be super soon anyway, I still have my cast on, so it'll probably be in about 3 weeks or so. Probably a little longer. But I know I definitely want to do this." George sat down on the couch, looking around the room and seeing if there was anything else he needed to get too. He really needs to clear out the hall closet, considering it only consists of old blankets that he never uses.

"That's good, I'm excited for you dude" Wilburs smile was clear through his voice, and it made George's nerves settle for a moment.

This is the right thing to do, and he knows it.

He and Wilbur sat on the phone for a little while, mostly just catching up and talking about whatever.

Afterward, he got up and threw a bunch of blankets into another donation box, keeping all three of the boxes together. His mom was supposed to come by in about an hour or so to check up on him, so he figured they could go together in her car to donate all of his things.

When she came around, he filled up the trunk of her car with the boxes, and explained the moving situation. She was always super supportive of him, and now was no different.

She told him to always ask her if he needs any help with packing and anything like that, and he said that he'd probably do most of the packing throughout the weeks, so he wouldn't have to rush as soon as his cast is off.

Since they haven't bought plane tickets yet, he still has a lot of time to work with.

Which is another thing about the whole situation. The time he has to get over this stupid crush.

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