Chapter 14 - Their Family

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The next week dragged George along, every day boring and uneventful. Even the class he had with Dream was boring. The blonde didn't make eye contact with the brunette, instead ignoring him with an unreadable look on his face.

Maybe George had been a little too cold towards Dream. The brunette had aimed for chilly, but ended up frosty.

Okay, maybe arctic.

Well, there was no time to change it. Dream had rushed from the room before the brunette had been able to apologize, and rain had canceled their next lecture.

Well, at least Georgia feels the same way I do.

In all honesty, George had welcomed some of the rain, at first, as it reminded him of the weather patterns in England. However, it can get tiring, and George was dying to get back to the lectures, especially the ones with Dream in them. Not because of Dream, no, definitely not. Just because those were his favorites, definitely because of the professors. Professor Phil was pretty nice.

After three days of pouring rain and flash floods in some areas of the state, the sun had come out and was blazing a hole into the Earth. The frats had canceled all of their parties, originally because of the rain, but now because of the heat, which upset Karl, as he told George in their humid dorm room.

"It's not fair!" Karl said, wearing a pair of short shorts laying starfish style on his bed.

"Why do you want to go to the frat parties so badly?" George said, fanning himself with a souvenir fan he had gotten from some kind of birthday or field trip years ago.

Karl turned more red than he had been, and not from the heat. "Sappity is going to be there."

George burst out laughing. "Sappity?!"

"Yes! I'm calling him whatever the fuck I want." Karl said. "I'd cross my arms right now if I wouldn't become the goddamn sun." The brunette reached out grabby hands towards the fan, to which George flipped him off.

"It's not fair..." Karl said, going into a rant about how George got the fan and he didn't, how the weather would be normal tomorrow, to please give him the fan.

"Mmm," is all George could reply.

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"You made it to the right house this time," Dream noted, grinning stupidly.

"You made it to noon this time," George said, mocking his accent horribly.

Dream tilted his head. God, he looks good with his head like that. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you're not drunk for once."

The blonde laughed. "Okay, that was a low blow. I live in a frat house for fuck's sake."

George shrugged and clicked his tongue. "That's not my fault."

"C'mon, Sapnap and Karl are out today, I think you know that," Dream said, walking up the stairs. He glanced back at the brunette, who nodded in confirmation. "So we have the room to ourselves."

"Okay, cool."

They walked into the bedroom, and there were clothes strewn around the floor, and a pile of laundry on Dream's desk.

Dream turned the color of a pomegranate, kicking clothes aside, mumbling about a 'late night' last night.

George laughed, remembering when George's room looked the exact same way, but with way more blue.

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