Their First Everything (Dnf)

Their First Permantly Full House

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It was the night before George was coming back from visiting the UK.

Dream was sitting in the corner of his room on his carpet, a thick fluffy blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and his laptop in front of him.

He was watching George stream.

It was the first stream George had done with face cam in a while; he didn't want to expose anything on accident.

Dream also had developed a habit of barging into his friends room's whist they were streaming.

Dream hadn't streamed in over a week to avoid dealing with his crazed fans.

Between George moving in, the feral boys being together, Dream doing a face reveal, Mask coming out and just his usual toxic stans in general, he wasn't in the mood for them.

Sure there were the sweet fans, who supported him from the get go. But they are easily lost in the wave of hate going through his chat everyday.

Dream decided he should go eat even though it was around 3 am.

I mean, he hadn't eaten all day.

When he got back to his room with his food, George was ending his stream.

"I'll probably stream again tomorrow at around 4 so be ready for that."

Dream smiled. George was so bad at lying but maybe the fans wouldn't believe it.

When George disappeared and Quackity popped up on Dream's screen, he clicked off.

George would be arriving in about 13 hours.

That meant Dream could lay in bed and watch Tiktoks for two hours then sleep for 9 and have 2 more hours until he needed to go get George.

Instead, he heard a knock on his window.

"Layla what the hell are you doing here? I told you what's happening and why we needed to stop talking."

Layla stared at Dream for a moment.

"But Clayyyy! Just for old crimes.. times snake!" She slurred with a giggle.

Great. Layla was a bad drunk.

"Layla we're going to go get in my car and I'm going to drive you home. The last thing anyone needs is you going on the road like that."

Layla made an over exaggerated pouty face.

Dream turned and grabbed his keys from his bedside table.

"Let's go."

',',',',',',',

Dream was stopped at a gas station while on his way home, the sun now shining over the tree tops.

When he got back into the car with his two slushies and a candy bar, he found his phone blowing up.

There were tons of messages from Sapnap and even more from.. George?

He quickly dialed Sapnap's number first sense he had left at 5 in the morning randomly.

"Dream! Are you okay? Where are you?"

"I uh.. I'm at a gas station like twenty miles from our house. I'm okay. I had to go.. drop something off."

Dream heard Sapnap sigh through his phone.

"Okay. Just, drive safe and hurry the fuck up."

"Love you too?"

Dream hung up after getting no more comments from his best friend and started the drive home.