Shackles Of Flames (Title Subject To Change)

•Chapter 3•

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YOOO OK IM HERE WITH A NEW PARTTTTT!!!! ALSO WE ARE RANKED 19TH IN COP!!!! THATS SO COOL
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Dream's POV

  I groan in frustration and put the files down. I've been here for hours, and still have no new leads in this case. I check my watch and realize that my lunch break is starting in about a minute. I carefully put all the papers and such into one folder.

  I opt to take the stairs down to the cafeteria because the elevator was taking too long. It was probably at the bottom floor with the cubicles, I don't think much of it. I head down the stairs to the cafeteria. Not the most exciting thing, since the food is garbage, but I don't want to leave the station for long. Besides, I might run into George the-

No.

Nope.

  I need to stop that, it's becoming a bad habit. I grunt in annoyance and step into the cafeteria. I spot my friend, Karl trying to barter with Ranboo, one of the cafeteria workers.

"Dude, I don't care that you are gay, we don't have chicken nuggets here."

"Come on, that's literally so stupid Ranboo, you're withholding them from me, aren't you?"

I see Ranboo roll his eyes.

"I don't have a say on what food is made, I'm just handing it out. If you want nuggets just go to a fast food place, bother them instead."

  I laugh as I watch Karl huff and storm off to the parking lot. I go up to the counter and order a chicken wrap.

  As I start to walk to the stairway, a brown tuft of hair catches my attention. It's George, walking from the elevator. Huh. Odd. I shake my head and go up the stairs.

George's POV

  I check the time on my phone and realize that the lunch break is coming up.

  Perfect. I choose to take the elevator, simply because I know its on my floor already, since I saw some random worker coming out of it approximately thirty seconds ago.  I go up to the elevator and punch in the number "4".

  When I get to the fourth floor, I see Dream starting to go down the stairs. Perfect. I calmly walk to his office and place the sticky note on a folder I see. 

  It looks, important. Not much is in it, but the way its placed.. I shouldn't look.

  My curiosity wins.

  I open the folder, and see that it's for a thief. But as I look closer at the clues and such, I realize that the thief in question, is ME. Dream is trying to find.. me. I smirk and close the folder. Too bad he won't ever find me.

  I walk out his office and go down to the elevator again. When I reach the floor with the cafeteria, I see Dream walking towards the stairs. I let myself have a small smile. Perfect, just go right up to your office. 

  I'm not actually hungry, so I just go back to my horrid cubicle. Hopefully, I will get a message from Dream soon..

Dream's POV

  I head up to my office, and plan to get right back on the case. As I sit on my chair and reach for the folder, I realize there is a sticky note on it. As I read it my smile grows. George. George gave me his number.

  I hastily pull out my phone and start to punch in his number, then I realize how that will seem. Eager. Overly excited. No, I need to be in the right headspace before messaging George. 

  Taking a bite out of my wrap, I continue to work on the case. I realize there have been many reports of the thief's car going into a certain direction. I walk over to my map and connect the dots. It all leads to one general location.

  A pawn shop. I grin as I realize I actually have a lead. I would go to investigate it, but I have to wait for most of the officers to leave. Since I'm technically not allowed to take their cars or work on the cases outside of the station alone. 

  For now, I can enjoy my wrap. 

  After sitting and doing nothing but just eating my wrap, I pull out my phone and start to enter George's number. It's been long enough, I can message him now. As I finish typing in his number, I start to text.
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Hey, this is Dream, does this happen to be George?
sent, 1:24 pm
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  Now I just have to wait for him to respond.

George's POV

I feel my phone buzz and quickly pull it out of my pocket. Unknown number. The message says "Hey, this is Dream, does this happen to be George?". I grin as I realize he finally texted me. I quickly change his contact name to "Dream :)" and message back.

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Dream :)

Hey, this is Dream, does this happen to be George?
sent, 1:24 pm
seen, 1:25pm

Hi Dream :D
This is George, I see you finally responded
sent, 1:25pm
seen, 1:25pm

Yeah, just had to do some work, sorry about that

Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee 
sometime after work?

You can choose the day :)
sent, 1:26pm
seen, 1:26pm

Yea I'd love coffee, does tomorrow work?
sent, 1:26pm
seen, 1:26pm

Tomorrow works, lets meet up after work at *insert random coffeeshop name*
sent, 1:26pm
seen, 1:26pm

Kk, see you tomorrow Dream :P
sent, 1:26pm
seen, 1:26pm

See youu
sent, 1:26pm
seen, 1:27pm
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This isn't part of the original plan, but Sapnap doesn't need to know. He won't find out anyways, so its ok.

Dream's POV

  Holy crap. I'm getting coffee with George, tomorrow. TOMORROW. This is better is going better then I hoped.

  Ugh I still need to drive down to that pawn shop later. It will be fine. I have a lead, and a da-  I mean plans with George tomorrow. Today has been quite productive if I do say so myself.

  I call Sapnap to tell him the good news about George. He answers on the third ring.

"What do you want Dream?"

"Sapnap, you won't believe what I'm about to tell you."

"Well then spill it."

"I have plans to get coffee with George tomorrow! Isn't that amazing?"

"Wait what. Coffee with.. with George? Tomorrow? What??"

"I know right! I'm pretty excited. Anyways I have to keep working on my case, so buh-byee!"

"Wait wha-"

  I hang up on him. I need to drive to that pawnshop, and its 15 minutes away. I need to start going now if I want enough time for myself later.

  I walk down to the parking lot, and notice something through the window of the building. It's .. Sapnap? Yelling at someone. Wait, he's yelling at George? What is happening? I huff, I don't have time for this.

  I start driving to the pawnshop.

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A/N
AHHH finished the chapter :DD
So sorry about not posting for 2 whole days omg. Anyways, make sure to drink some water, I love you guys <33

word count: 1136 (longest yet :DDD)