My party

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"WHAT!" Sapnap shouts as he walks into the dorm in the morning, seeing two boys who seemingly hated each other asleep on the sofa together, looking so peaceful. Both of the boys were woken up by saps loud screams and scrambled to stand up to make it look like they were awake the whole time but they fail miserably. Sapnap just laughs and walks to the kitchen. The blonde and brunette smile at eachother before looking around awkwardly and deciding to follow Sapnap to the kitchen.

"So what did you do last night?" George asks with genuine curiosity.
"More like who did you do last night." Dream smirks at his friend giving him a playful punch but Sapnap only pushes him away and looks at the ground and that instantly gives away where Sapnap was all of last night.

"Really sapnap, after everything that happened" dream says with genuine disappointment.
"It's not that simple dream, karl needed my help last night. His boyfriend broke up with him." He says, trying to excuse the fact he spent the night at Karl's.
"Who is karl?" George asks as the boys were talking as if he wasn't there and before sapnap could answer dreams mood suddenly plummeted.
"Fuck off George it's nothing to do with you." He says, expression as cold as ice. It took George a moment to respond as he was frozen by the cold words of dream. He had been very nice the night before so he felt slightly hurt. He knew dream didn't like him but he thought they made progress. Apparently not. "Sorry." Is all he says before going back to his room

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Why did I do that dream thought to himself. Sapnap looked less than impressed.
"What the hell man! He was only asking, why are you being such an ass." Sapnap snapped. Dream just shrugged because he really didn't know why he done it either.

I should go apologise, he didn't do anything I just don't want to like him. It's not that easy to hate such a nice person.

Dream knocked on George's door once sapnap was watching tv and not paying attention to him. After knocking dream walked straight in, startling George. George rushed to put away some music he was working on. Dream sits on George's bed and doesn't say a word. He can't bring himself to say sorry, it's just not him. Instead he invites George out to a party because he figured sapnap would invite him anyways so what is the harm in him being the one to invite him.

"Quackity is having a party tonight, me and sapnap are going, if you don't want to be in all night alone then you could tag along." He says as he lays under George's covers. The brunette stands up from his desk and walks over to sit on the end of the bed as dream cuddles into the covers.

"Is it okay with you If come?"he asks and dream nods in response. Dream closes his eyes and begins to fall asleep as he is still tired after being up so late and moving everything around last night. George just lets him sleep in his room and he goes back to his desk to continue his music work for school as he thinks it will be too much bother to ask dream to leave and plus George doesn't really mind.

Later on in the day all of the boys meet up for lunch before there classes. They all meet at the picnic bench outside and sit down. They all partake in normal conversation and after a while the topic of the party comes up.

"Everyone here is coming yes?" Asks quackity. Everyone agrees apart from George. All though dream invited him he was unsure if he was welcome.
"George?" Quackity nudges him, awaiting his answer.
"If that's okay with everyone?" He whispers so they can barley hear. Everyone expresses how much they want George to be there, except dream of course. They then all continue to talk to George and listen to his stories.

Two girls walk up to the table the boys are sitting at and dream turns to face them and smiles, this happens a lot to dream. Girls come up to him all the time before a party and ask for his number and it normaly leads to a hookup during that night then followed by dream sneaking away and ghosting them. It's dreams thing however it was not dream they were after.

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