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"Uhmmm...I'm George," he stuttered, still nervous and confused in this situation."Pardon me, but what are you doing in my room or bed?" Dream asked.
"I...I don't know..."
"You can't just say, you don't know" Dream snapped his fingers. "Everything happens for a reason"
"I don't know" George bow down, looking at the floor shined in orange.
"Your clothing doesn't fit with any natives in here, it kinda freaks me out. Can you tell me the reason, George?" He nearly misspoke his name.
"I don't know, I just woke up in your bed, I'm so sorry for that," George looked directly to Dream's eyes. "Can you tell me where am I, or what time is it now?"
"You're in Venice, Italy. Seems you are lost based on your outfit," Dream gazed at George from head to toe.
"And the date today, it is June 8, 1960." Dream added.
George's eyes enlarged after hearing Dream's words. He never believed or understand what is happening to him right now. He looked outside the windows, and it is not the same as 2020. The busy gray streets with an array of street lights were replaced with narrow streets with a row of lanterns.
He sighted no formal people who are going to their works and offices. Instead, a casual man with a checkered necktie and girls with coats or maybe skirts. The houses are all bricks, some painted, some natural. All of them really belong in Venice.
"Can you explain what is happening to you right now, I'm very confused." Dream called to the man who is busy watching the views outside.
George inhaled before starting to say his statements. "Listen, I came from the future, the year 2021 to be precise."
Now the tables have turned. Dream's eyes popped up and left his jaws hanged. The two boys, alone in the room, are confused and have no idea what is going on. Both in a state of confusion, and still have a lot of questions to throw at each other.
"Is that how your outfit, explains your relationship in the future." Dream stared at George's jeans. He is too tired to change on sleepwear after shrugging all night for his ex.
"Yes, this painting is beautiful and antique" George pointed to the painting he noticed earlier.
"Antique for the future visitors, but I just finished this yesterday," Dream boastfully said.
"Oh sorry" George scratched his head. "The wrong adjective"
"So what brings you here in the 1960's" Dream leaned on the wall, crossing his arms while waiting for a response.
"I have no idea, D-Dream" George, for the first time, called him in his name. "I just woke up in your bed, instead of on my mattress"
"Hmmm..." Dream nodded slowly. "I'm curious about your time, what will happen to Italy at that time?"
"I'm curious about this time too.." George continued to look for the view outside.
"Splendido, can you tell me some information from the future!" bursted into excitement.
George smirked. "Sure if you're willing to tell me about the past too"
-A/N-
And also, I am not freaking time travelers. And we fail our grades in History, so if anybody are time travelers. Please tell us the errors we typed about history, or tradition from Italy.
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