Can I have a ride home? // DNF

The Party

It was cloudy all day and threatened rain yet it was warm. Really warm. George pulled off his hoodie to fight the heat and threw it onto the floor of his bedroom. This was normal for Florida, which made George putting on the hoodie in the first place seem like an idiotic idea.

He only put it on today because it was his favourite, Dream had given it to him before he moved to Florida. George found himself wearing it constantly. It reminded him of Dream, obviously, it felt like a hug to him.

George span around in his chair, the wind from spinning around cooling his face just a bit.

A small noise came through his headphones. George assumed it was Quackity, they had been talking back and forth about a video idea all day.

George stopped spinning and let his vision refocus. It wasn't Quackity, it was Dream.

George smiled as he read the message.

Dream:
Hey I'm heading to a party tonight, wanna be my date

George knew it was a joke, or that Dream just meant a platonic date but it made him smile. He quickly typed a response. He didn't want to leave Dream hanging.

George:
Of course! When is it?

George span around in his chair as he waited for Dream to respond, a noise came through his headphones almost immediately.

Dream:
I'll pick you up in an hour?
If you need more time that's okay.

George:
No no
An hours fine
I'll see you then!

Dream:
Okay!!
<3

George could feel his cheeks heating up at the heart. There really wasn't a reason for the blush but George couldn't help it.

George looked at the time. 7:03. He quickly got up, he needed to shower and get dressed still. Maybe he should clean up as well just in case Dream came inside.

He rushed to the shower, he turned it on. He made kept the water cold. George preferred hot showers, but it was so humid and hot out.

George was quick. He was in and out. George quickly dried his hair, he didn't plan on styling it, it usually just fell into place.

It was hot out and George's phone said it was going to be warm all night. George planned his outfit around that. He grabbed a pair of black jean shorts and a white tee. He always dressed basic so it wasn't an out of ordinary look.

George walked out of his bedroom, he looked around. His apartment was pretty neat but there was some dirty dishes in the sink that he should clean.

George washed the dishes until he heard a knock at his door.

"Come in!" He yelled, Dream had been over plenary of times so he knew Dream would be comfortable enough to walk in.

"Hey!" Dream greeted as he walked in.

"Hi."

"You ready to get going?"

"Yup!" George quickly turned around and dried his hands on a dish towel.

"Will you be cold?" Dream asked.