I Used to Know -DNF-

Chapter 5 - Because Of Course They Were

Song Recommendation - Forget You

George had finished his paper at 5:00 am and was walking down to the South end of campus at 5:30, after stopping for coffee because he was in desperate need of a pick-me-up. After turning it in to the professor, he would have to turn around to go all the way to the North end of campus to another writing lecture with the one and only jackass, Dream.

Some part of George wondered if he was being too harsh.

Some part of George wondered why Dream was pretending not to know him.

Some part of George wondered why he cared so much, why he couldn't just shut up and move on.

And the most dominant part said he was right and the blonde was wrong.

So that was the thought argument for the walk to the southern building.

He had always liked his college. Georgia was beautiful, but the college was something else. The buildings had been built almost a hundred years ago, and they emitted a feeling of comfort for those around.

The brick paths were always clean, and there were neatly trimmed hedges lining the narrower walkways. Granted, a couple students took all sorts of drugs and shit behind there, but it was still beautiful to George, if he ignored the weird syringes every few feet. George didn't understand why they needed syringes. Maybe they were giving each other vaccinations? It didn't seem very safe, nor smart to the brunette, but what did he know? He wasn't a nursing major.

After turning in his paper and leaving the building, he carried onto the northern building. On his way, he passed a small forest, if you could call it that. He remembered all the times Dream and he had escaped through there to and from parties, taken walks, and sat in the shaded outdoors and read. George almost started crying thinking of it. He took off in a run. He didn't need that today, he just needed to get to class.

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By the time George had reached the building, he had been walking in the hot sun for two hours. He had taken a detour to get a new cup of coffee, and bumped into Karl. They had talked for a bit, before they both realized they were going to be late. They shouted rushed goodbyes and took off in opposite directions. 

George sighed a bit in relief. He had remembered a sweatshirt to put on after cooling off in the freezing north building. The tired brunette had half an hour before the lecture at 7:30, so he sat down on some chairs opposite the lecture hall doors and panted like a dog.

When he had finally started breathing somewhat normally, he pulled out his phone. He went to his messages and texted Tubbo first, and then his mom

Dumb little brother 

Hi, Tubs.

Gogy!

Oml, you're not still calling me that

ofc I am!

I'm beating the living daylights out of you when I get home.

no u won't 😘

I mean it, Tubbo

haha, u might rn, but u looooooove me Gogs

Ok I might love you but fuck off.

IM TELLING MOM

No you're not. Where are you I'm coming to kill you