TW: mentions of killing, mentions of death threats, swearing. Comment any I'm missing ---->
George POV
(I'm just going to summarize this because I don't feel like writing it all out)
Time skip till after most of the tour
Dream gave me the tour around from in what I have found to be a fucking MANSION of some sorts. And luckily, the tour wasn't too bad at all.
We did get a few weird looks here and there from people we passed by. Probably wondering why their boss was giving a tour to a random scrawny Brit who nobody had seen before, but a quick glare from Dream (even if it was from under his mask) was enough to make them look away and go on with their days.
It's weird to think that the man who has threatened me multiple times, killed people, and runs a mafia is now giving me a tour... Especially when he could just have someone else do it...
We started on the bottom floor which had a massive meeting room, an indoor garden, a cafeteria, a theater, a mail room and a few other small unimportant rooms.
On the second floor there were lots of rooms which belonged to the closer members in Dream's mafia which I couldn't be bothered to care much about, but it also had Dream's room and a room across the hall from his that he said he would show me later. There were also game rooms, and a small kitchen that seemed to just be full of snacks. For a mafia, this floor seemed kind of like a hotel.
The third floor had all the offices including Dream's, a room just filled to the brim with filing cabinets, and a lot of other things that any big business would have.
Dream explained that there are 2 basements, the lowest one, is the one that I woke up in. All it had was a small armory, and some cells. The underground floor above it, was both an armory and training floor, which he specifically explained that I was not allowed to go there unless supervised.
The third floor had the best view seeing as it was the top floor, and once we got back to Dream's office we just sat there admiring it for a few moments. The mansion was atop a hill overlooking multiple houses, farms, and even a few factories down below.
All the houses, Dream explained, belonged to all the other members of his mafia that didn't have enough importance to be living in the mansion itself.
And that's where we're brought to now, both of us, just looking over the now setting sun, illuminating the sky with oranges, pinks, yellows, and reds.
(okay looking back, it may have just been easier to write that out normally, but it's too late now.)
Back to present
"Now that the tour is done, I suppose I should show you that room I said I would show you later. It should be ready by now." The blond said. I nodded and followed him out the doors.
We got back to the elevator and we began descending to the floor below it.
Once we got out the elevator we walked back to the room opposite Dream's room. He opened the door and needless to say, It looked beautiful.
(see top image for reference, but you can change it if you want.)
It had my favorite color palette and there were two doors that I can only assume lead to a bathroom in a closet.
"This is where you'll be staying." The blond spoke
"Really?" I asked, not believing that this could be all mine, considering that even before The Sickness, I had never even set foot in a room this nice.
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One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound
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