Dream had noticed but he didn't complain. He liked the position himself. They both fell asleep. It wasn't long till one got hungry and woke up. It wasn't George this time. It was Dream who was hungry.
Dream had woken up and got out. "Why are you leaving?" George said as he sat up. "I'm hungry." "Then wait for me," he raised his voice a bit because he wanted food to. "Then come on," he said as he started leaving the room.
"Good afternoon," his aunt said so happily. She gave them both two2 waffles. "Thank you," George said. "T-Thank you," Dream said as he still wasn't over their death.
"It's okay, they are in a better place now." "I guess so...," Dream said after he finished his breakfast. It's about to be lunch. Yet Dream didn't know what to do. Apparently it didn't take him long to get over it. He just though of George. All his problems were gone.
Something didn't feel right about how he felt when he was around him. He felt calmer and different inside.
They just went shopping. George went on a spending spree with Dream's card. "Oh~, let's go there," he was looking around.
They ended up going to the store. And George looked around for a bit.
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First part of his heart his cold
FanfictionI barely noticed that I didn't have a beginning to the story. So I am now doing this for the background of his heart his cold. I was originally doing this for a school project in tech but I decided I could use it for this to. I used his name so I'm...
