Did Anybody Ever Say No To You - (Georgebur)

Day 1 8:05 PM

"A dark place, purple clouds, a train station, and a set of distorted players, that's your limbo," Dream said from the other line.

I zoned out. Well, reality felt also like this limbo, a dark place, aesthetic clouds, and train stations. Then those distorted players would be the person in my life who never felt my worth.

"Hello, Wil, you hear me?" Dream asked again.

"Oh sorry, I'm here," I respond, after removing myself from zoning out.

"Do you already know the script, what happens, you'll revive, your limbo? Do you have questions?" Dream said.

Am I that ok? What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so useless all of the sudden? Do I need to show my worth, to someone that can be proven? Do I need to be worthy?

On all why is it hard to be the best, and I always struggle to do even the better. They say I only feel unsatisfied with the achievements I got. But no, there are so many things out there I wanted to try, and that could feel my satisfaction. I need to do better than anybody or someone else.

"Hello, Wilbur something wrong with your line?"

"Oh, yes," I lied. "But I understand them, don't worry..." But that's true though.

"Good, just call me if you need something," Dream prepared for his farewell.

"Ok, I'll call you when my lore is starting," Wilbur sighed from the phone.

"Ok bye, Wilb—"

"Wait," I don't know who told me to say that to Dream, but no matter what I did, It's done or die.

"What?"

"I'm sorry that I've miscalled you and George as couples, I know it's very embarrassing, but I'm very sorry..." I tried to be sincere.

"Oh that's nothing, but to be direct it's somehow true..." I can hear Dream giggle from the other side.

I forced a breathy laugh. "Oh, but still I'm sorry... I should not leak it even though the news is true..."

"Haha, that's nothing. I think the internet is not ready to hear those kinds of news," a breathy sigh can be heard from the other side of the telephone.

"Yes," I said. "That news would probably break the internet, so since when had you become boyfriends,"

"Hahaha," that doesn't sound like a laugh. " Were not boyfriends yet, more like soulmates,"

"Oh," I don't know what's wrong with me, but a shitty idea popped out of my mind. "So you're his suitor,"

"Kind of, it's difficult to be with George especially with our datelines and timelines," Dream respond.

"Then, can I borrow George from you?" There are no turnings, let my fucking mind control my fucking hands.

"Wait what..." I can sense Dream confusion from the line.

"You said you just his suitor right, well I want to be his suitor too." I snapped those words with confidence.

"Since when have you liked George?" Dream asked.

"There's no point of explaining it, I think..." I said to him. "If you can be his suitor, then I think I can too, right?"

"What's your point, Wilbur?" Dream hissed on his tone.

"Let me borrow George for at least a week. Starting tomorrow I will also be his suitor, I will treat him like what should he be treated. I will prove to him that I can be a better man," I adjusted the bridge of my glasses.

Dream hadn't respond for some seconds, which made my heart thump fast.

"Are you gonna steal George from me?"

"I'll borrow him for a week, and prove him that I'm better than you. I think I haven't said anything about that?" I firmly said.

"Ok fine I agree, guess this is a competition..." Clay sound threatened. "But remember Wilbur, that it doesn't mean that you live in UK is that you can completely have him. I have card up to my sleeves,"

"Ok, it's up to you. A competition for man and a man," I giggled.

"Sure," and Dream left the line.

What the fuck did I just do...

Well no turning more Wilbur. You wanted this, and for the one scratch one peck moment, I need to give all the best that I can...

My suitor's journey starts now...

And I better chat George about this too...