TW: swearing, mention of murder. comment any I'm missing --->
Really quick, would you want more Dream POV? Yes or no ---->
Also, I got a random burst of motivation so my writing is hopefully better.
George POV
"Alright then, let's go." Dream said, a slight smile on his face, barely visible under his mask.
Dream got up from his place at the head of the table and I followed him out the door of the meeting room.
A smile was evident on my face, I truly was excited to go outside again after yesterday, and if it meant doing so with Dream... I think that makes it even better.
"First, why don't we go and change into something more comfortable clothes." He said, gently grabbing my wrist and hurriedly moving towards the elevator.
He must be really excited for breakfast...
As he practically dragged me into the elevator, I couldn't help but wonder if this was going to be more than just going to Nikki's and getting a muffin like last time.
I heard a small 'ding' signifying that we were now at the second floor. Dream immediately speed walked out of the elevator and I followed him to the part where our doors were parallel to each other.
Dream was about to open his door when he turned his body to face me and spoke. "Just change into something comfortable, we won't be doing anything really for the rest of the day. We usually take the rest of the day off after meetings anyway." And with that, he spun around and stepped inside of his room leaving me slightly confused, but happy to have the rest of the day off again.
I entered my room and practically skipped over to my closet, excited to pick out an outfit for the rest of the day.
Maybe I should wear a skirt... I thought.
I thought about it for a moment, pondering whether or not this would be a good idea.
Oh who am I kidding, if I were to wear any of those skirts, I'd be a nervous wreck the entire time and then I would do something stupid to embarrass myself.
(Haha, you thought-)
I settle on a light blue hoodie with a red and white design on it, a blue T-shirt underneath, some black converse, and some blue jeans with... some concerningly large rips on them to be honest, but they looked good none the less.
I quickly changed out of the suit and into the new outfit I had picked out.
I happily walked out of the door to be met with Dream already waiting outside for me.
He gots some real speed, doesn't he.
(I'M SORRY I CAN'T)
He was wearing a lime green hoodie with his signature black smile on it, and some blue ripped jeans.
(Yes, they're in their iconic outfits, you got a problem with that? Okay, I'll stop with the commentary...)
I noticed that he didn't have his mask on, and this caused my lips to form up into a smile.
"C'mon Georgie." Dream said, gesturing for me to follow him in the direction he had started to walk in.
I quickly made a beeline to follow him towards the elevator.
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One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound
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