A week later, you sit in a chair on your flat in the big city: Manchester (see photo below:)
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You stare at the phone, and at the piece of paper in your hand.
The paper says:
Dream:
0080 1111
Call me ;)
And the phone says:
Hello, I am a phone, do do doot do do.
Please help they have my wife hostage
You think long and hard, tapping your foot against the floor endlessly. You think of george's mom's funeral party (which was epic btw) and how Dream had helped you. You thought of every moment you spent together, like that one time you helped him to prank george by calling him and saying that dream was from 1970 and that some wierd handprint on the wall was byhim, and also when he hadnt hesitated to help you when you passed out at george's mom's cowboy themed funeral party at wilburs house. You knew one thing for sure: you were in love with him.
After a long time, you make a decision
"Hello, Dream?" You say, holding back your nervousness as much as possible.
"Hey this is Dream!"
"Dream I'm so sorry about last night I want to make it up to you so please will you go out to dinn-"
"Unfortunateky I cant reach your call right now, so leave a message after the tone. Tone."
Immediately, you put the phone down. You realise what Dream had done, and began to crawl up into a ball, crying. You cry and cry and cry for several days until there's a knock on your door. Slowly, you rise from your pit, and make your way to the door. You open it slowly.
"Hi y/k,"
"Dream!"
"Yes. I brought you flowers. From 1970"
COMING SOON: FF1970 PART TWO: REVENGE OF THE GALACTIC EMPIRE OF OLD TIMEY FLOWER WALLPAPER AND GREEN HANDPRINTS!!!!
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Y/k x dream oneshot
FanfictionY/k sees dream across the room at the funeral party, and youve never been the same since. Instantly, after seeing his dirty blonde hair and emerald green eyes, you fall in love with him.
