my best friends roommate.

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roommate in distress

9:00 p.m.

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dream and george are chilling on the couch watching a true crime documentary neither are paying attention, making small talk here and there and then going on their phones for a bit.

bzzz bzzz

sapnap: you good george? do you want me to take some food home

george: me and dream ordered some chinese food! thank you tho :]

sapnap: dreams there?

george: yeah, did he not tell you?

sapnap: wait you hung out with him?

george: uh.. yeah? is that a bad thing...?

sapnap: what do you think about him?

george: he's cool! very comfy to be around

sapnap: dude that's so great!!! karl says hi btw

george: ask him when did i ask

sapnap: he said "georgie poo that's no way to speak to your bestie westie"

george: tell my bestie westie he's a goblin woblin

sapnap: you guys are so weird.

george: anyway, dreams cool! i might steal him from you

sapnap: no that's my bestie westie wtf

george: you stole my bestie westie you fucking pleb

sapnap: how are you so confident all of a sudden

george: don't know, dreams changed me

sapnap: weirdo.

george smiles at his phone and looks over at dream who's sleeping soundly with patches on his lap, he sits there as dream lets out tiny snores; looks like he's spending the night.

george: dream fell asleep on the couch, what do?

sapnap: uhhh tell him he can go to the guest room, wake him up slowly tho he gets scared easily.

george gets up slowly and stands above dream, "hey dream.." he whispers as he taps him on the shoulder lightly, no budge from the man so george taps him a bit harder "dreammmm" george says
dragging out the m; "huh..?" dream says as he slowly wakes up, he opens his eyes a bit and realizes where he's at "ah shit, im sorry,, i didnt mean to sleep" he says as he slowly gets up, being careful with patches; "it's okay! you can take the guest room, i'll set it up for you." george says with a smile as he walks to the guest room he feels a hand grab his wrist, "no it's fine i can fix it, you don't have to dummy; i'm a regular guest here it's okay" dream says as he lets go of george's hand and gets up with patches in his arms. "please... it's the least i can do, you spent a lot of money on me i want to do it for you." george begs his friend who's barely on the first stair up, he sighs and turns around with a smile, "alright, but only cause you asked nicely." this makes george smile, he walks up the steps to fix up the guest room; the last person here was karl, karls hoodie along with some other stuff that belongs to karl is sprawled out onto the floor, george picks up his bestfriends clothes and puts them in the guest laundry basket, he realizes that the duvet to the bed hasn't been washed since karl was here which was... two months ago. george sighs and walks out the guest room into his, he gets out his spare duvet for dream and fixes the bed, george takes the laundry basket out into the hallway and calls out for dream "okay! you can come up now" george calls out to his friend who sleepishly starts going up the stairs, cat in his arms.