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Day 11:
Third person's POV:
- Hey George - Nick started - today is the day, big guy! Don't be scared, I'm sure everything will be alright. Also, it's your last morning here in Florida - he finished on a sad note.
- Good morning - George said.
- Let's head down to have muffins for breakfast, Clay prepared them.
They got down and a miraculous smell could be felt coming from the kitchen.
- Heyyy! - Clay was in a discord call with Bad.
- Hey guys.
- Bad helped me to make the perfect blueberry muffins ever!
- After you eat them, give me feedback to know if we did a good job - Bad said.
- We will.
They started eating.
- Today we will go to the beach after breakfast, then we will stream, then probably rest for a bit. For dinner, I've planned to go to the same skyscraper to eat and chill under the stars. How's that sound?
- Like a very arranged and busy day, superb! - exclaimed Nick.
They finished breakfast, got ready and went outside.
- Clay, come onnn - George whined.
- What are you doing that much in the bathroom?
- I WAS SHITTING, OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS ARE SO IMPATIENT - he wheezed from the toilet.
At that point, everyone was laughing.
After a boring 2 minutes, he got out and everyone started walking towards the 20 minutes away beach.
- Oh my god George, look, a bird! Do you have that in the UK? - Nick said jokingly.
- Oh shut up.
- Oh look, a bench! Do you have that in the UK, Georgie poo? - Clay laughed.
- We have everything you do.
- False.
- How do you know? Have you ever been to the UK before, heh - George asked.
- Nah but I can visualize the environment you live in.
They have been walking for 12 minutes now and can see the beach already.
*Meanwhile*
John's POV:
- I can see those shits approaching - I said to Hailey on the phone.
- Good luck, remember to only shot him in the leg - she said.
- Fine, whatever - I turned off the phone and left it on the curb and started waiting.
Third person's POV:
- You guys are seriously cra-
George fell on the ground.
- You okay? - asked Nick.
- Guys, guys, guys, guys - George started to hyperventilate, I can't move my body, I'm trying.
- George, calm down.
- What do you mean you can't move? - they both kneeled next to him.
- I CAN'T MOVE MY BODY, IT'S OUT OF CONTROL AND-
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A trip to Florida with Dalegg (DNF story)
FanfictionTW: k1lling, d3pressi0n, $u1cid3, $elf h4rm, p4nic a//acks... George is lost. Would his best friends help him? Would he manage to find himself? Would his life be saved? Would he become hostile and do bad stuff? Would everything make him c0mm1t?... (...
