𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ; georgenotfound

thirteen

it's been a little over a week since creating my alt account, talking with george multiple times a day and sleep calling almost everyday became a normal thing.

you find yourself smiling, just the simple thought of how you and george had developed a friendship you cherished deeply.

no wonder dream had 10hour calls with this man, he's simple, but interesting.

a good kind of addiction, your addiction.

"good morning" a voice says, dragging your out of your thoughts.

you realize you zoned out, turning your full attention to your phone.

"morning, slept well mr. notfound?"

"hmm, yeah." he responds, tiredly. god you still haven't gotten used to his morning voice nor tired george.

this man will be the death of me

you both lay there in comfortable silence, just laying in each others beds, thousands of miles and hours apart, only to be connected by a discord call.

the silence lasts for a few minutes, until george starts to wake up a bit and get less tired.

"how long have you been awake for?" he asks.

"an hour or so, i think. why?" he hums.

"nothing, you've just been kinda quiet. something on your mind?"

you. .... well-

i mean, that isn't a complete lie. but there's no way you're saying that, especially since he just woke up a few minutes ago.

"nothing, just thinking. and happy." you say, smiling at the last word.

you get up and bring george- er, your phone, with you.

"alright, i'm gonna go, i have to run some errands and stuff. bye!" you say.

"wait, can i come with?" george says before you hang up.

"what, to the store?"

he huffs, "where else, dummy. yes to the store, i'm bored. don't leave mee." he says, pouting.

you sigh, "no, go call dream or something, i'm sure he'd love to talk to you. he is your biggest simp after all, nothing destorys dreamnotfound!" you say, sarcastically.

he considers it, it's nothing that needs a lot of thought knowing that they do talk very often.

"yeah, that does sound like a good idea. dream would never hang up on me to go do stupid errands!" he says, jokingly.

you laugh, "alright, bye bye. talk to you later loser."

you hang up and sigh. suddenly, your room feels.. empty. quiet and boring.

——— time skip !

you had just put your groceries into your truck, on your way home until your phone starts to ring.

"bad timing whoever you are.." you mutter to yourself as you take a turn.

once the ringing ends, it repeats.

you huff, taking a right into a random neighborhood and parking on beside someone's lawn.

you put your car into park, reaching for your phone and answer the call.

"hello?" he says, immediately after you answer the call.

you know exactly who it is just by that one word, well, the accent gives it away.