𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬
/kweh-ruh-nuhs/ • adj.
longing for a sense of certainty in a relationship; wishing there were some way to know ahead of time wether this is the person you're going to wakeup next to for the rest of your life or if everyday you get...
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Where the hell am I? Was the first thing Alzena thought of when she woke up. Everything unfamiliar to her, she woke up with a throbbing pain in her head. She groaned and lifted herself from the bed. A damp white cloth fell when she sat up, furrowing her eyebrows, she lifts it and examines the white cloth. She touched her forehead and concluded that the white cloth was originally sat on top of her forehead.
She looks at her bedside table and saw a bucket of water and a bottle of water. Looks around the room and frowns. She has no idea where she was, all she remembered was she slept on the rock that was in the middle of the little area in the woods where she found it.
Deciding to investigate, she stood up and walked towards the door, she noticed a mirror beside the door that was on top of a table.
A vanity.
She thought, she went over to examine the mirror and also herself. I look like utter shit. She frowns as she analyzes the red bumps all over her forehead. She goes to touch one but hisses as soon as her finger makes contact with her forehead. She also notices the forming bumps on her head.
Alzena groaned in frustration, she vowed to herself to never do it again but it seems like it was no use.
Fuck it, I need to know where the hell I am.
She leaves the vanity and goes over to the door to open it, as soon as she opens it, a man about her height was about to knock on the door.
"AHHH!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN DREAM'S ROOM?! DID YOU KILL HIM?! IS THAT WHY I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM ALL MORNING?! I DEMAND YOU TO ANSWER ME!" Frightened by the woman, the man screams in terror demanding to know who the girl was. He points at the girl like a mad man, screaming at her.
Alzena looks at the man with a concerned look on her face, Dream's room? She was in Dream's house she supposes, judging by the goggles the man was wearing in front of her, she assumes that this was GeorgeNotFund— or better yet GeorgeWasFound.
"Dream's room?" She quietly mumbles but it was loud enough for George to hear.
"YES?!"
"Am I in Dream's house?" She questions.
George finally calms down and frowns. "Dream's house? Did he tell you that?"
"No?... that's why i'm asking." Alzena crosses her arms.
"Well no, this isn't just his house, it's ours." He explained.
"Yours? Like— you share the house together?"
"Yes."
".....I didn't know Dream had a boyfriend." She whispers.
"What?! No! No no no you have the wrong idea, we also share this house with Sapnap." George flustered talks.
"Oh... I didn't know Dream had boyfriends." She chuckles.
"NO! WE'RE NOT— ugh whatever." George grumbles. "Breakfast is ready, if you're hungry, 'twas supposed to be for Dream but assuming that he's not here, you can have his instead." George slouches and walks back downstairs.
Alzena snickers at George's slouching body before following him downstairs. Upon following him downstairs, she saw a guy the was eating at the table already. Sapnap.
Sapnap who was eating, looked up from his plate once he heard two pairs of footsteps coming down the stairs. He saw George and the girl that Dream bought in last night.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." Sapnap greeted with his mouth full.
Alzena– who wasn't in the mood– cringed at his mouth full of food and glared at him for the nickname.
"What?" Sapnap responded, "Dream can call you princess whilst I can't ca you sleeping beauty?"
Hearing that, George whipped his head to face the girl. "Dream calls you princess!?" His eyes full of disbelief.
Alzena rolls her eyes and sighs. "For the record, I told him to stop. He was the one who keeps insisting on the matter." She scoffs, walking towards the dining table and takes a chair to sit on. "How'd you found out anyways?"
"I didn't, I lied hoping that I was right and damn right I was." Sapnap smirks.
George who was still flabbergasted, finally snapped out of his daze and asked Sapnap where Dream was.
"He took Patches out for some 'father daughter bonding' whatever the fuck that is." He said, putting quotation marks on the air. "He didn't even tell us what to do with her!" Sapnap said, pointing at Alzena.
"Ooh I have a suggestion on what to do with me!" Alzena claps her hands and forced a smile, "You guys should fre–"
"We're not letting you go." Sapnap cuts her off causing Alzena's demeanor to deflate. "T'was worth the try." She mumbled, resting her head down the table. "Who's Patches anyway?" Her voice muffled.
Exactly on cue, the door of the house opened with a meow. Upon hearing that noice, Alzena lifts her head up to see a calico tabby cat running towards her.
She extends her arms to reach the cat and lifts the cat up once she touched the fur.
"Hiya gorgeous! What's your name?" She sweetly asked the cat, rubbing ut behind the ears.
"Patches!" An exhausted voice appeared with the slamming of the house door opening.
