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pandora's box.

10:30 p.m.
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george wakes up to patches purring and laying next to him, he's still in dreams arms.

dreams fast asleep, letting out soft snores here and there. his eyelashes rested against his cheeks, the blue hue of the room complementing the freckles on his face, his dirty blonde hair is slightly messy.

george looks away from dream, "if only it was true"; he thinks to himself. "if only dream liked him. if only it wasn't something that was apart of his friendly nature."

he snaps out of his thoughts as dream shifts in his sleep, turning so he's now spooning george. george blushes, this is the safest he's ever felt.

"i'll bury these feelings between the crevasse of the earth that swallow me whole." george thinks to himself, sighing. "i can't afford to lose you." his thoughts reverberate off the walls of his mind.

he closes his eyes and lets sleep take him hostage once more.

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