Dream got the wrong number and texted you. But you guys become friends, and maybe more...
warning: smut 😏
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"I'm sick of seeing Clay's thirst traps all over my Tiktok," Tommy complained while scrolling on his phone.
Sylvia giggled, "What are you doing on edits side of Tiktok?"
"I have no clue. It was just a couple of Gogy edits, and now THIS?!" The child exclaimed.
Ranboo interjected, "They made an edit of me dancing while playing the Wii."
"To be fair, it was hilarious. You are so linky." She shrugged.
Tubbo threw a volleyball at Ranboo's head.
"Hey!"
"Ready to play? I thought we were going volleyball today?" Tubbo questioned.
Sylvia had completely forgotten.
"When are we going to the beach to play?" Opal asked.
Tommy checked his phone, "Soon. I think around 2ish. It's 25 till."
"Simplify." Tubbo scowled.
"It is 1:45."
Sylvia shot up and ran upstairs to get ready. Clay was in the bedroom, in a towel. He had just washed. The black-haired girl bursted through the door and made a beeline to her suitcase. Clay was startled by her haste.
"Where are you headed off to, Nascar?" Clay laughed.
She whipped around, "Your mom's house."
She ran into the bathroom and shut the door. Finally, she dressed in a white tank top, sweat shorts, and a bathing suit underneath.
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(kinda like this, but the bathing suit is green and the shorts are black)
Sylvia walked out of the bathroom and plopped down on the bed while watching Clay pull on his shirt.
"You gonna keep staring, or what?" He sassed her.
She sighed, "I think I will."
"Oh alright-" Clay was surprised by her answer.
He ruffled his hair then looked at her; she had a huge grin on her face.
Clay squinted at her, "What are you smiling at, asshole."
"I don't know. You're just beautiful no matter how much of a dick you are."
"Thanks?"
She stood up and walked over to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest. She took a deep breath.
Sylvia still felt bad for the past week of shit she did. The guilt lingered even after the fact. Clay was just fine and hadn't really felt upset or guilty. The only thing he regretted was having that threesome.
Nick had been a little prick and still flirted with Sylvia—no matter how much she tried to avoid him. Clay noticed her efforts and was very pleased. As for Nick... He wanted to knock his teeth out.
