This will be written from George's POV for this chapter. This may change in future chapters.
ALSO. The timeline will change between chapters, so this timeline will not continue on in future chapters. (Unless its a 2 parter)
"NICK! GET IN HERE!" I swear to the lord down in hell if he does not get up here-"GEORGE FOR THE LAST TIME DONT FUCKING YELL!" He yells back at me, whilst coming up to my room, which contains of a bed, closet, and suitcases. "SHUT THE FUCK UP. PATCHES IS FUCKING SLEEPING!" Clay, otherwise known as Dream, screams at the top of his lungs to us. We should probably stop yelling though, I'm not trying to get a noise complaint. "Alright, what do you need, my fellow roommate." His voice is strained. He gives a warm manic smile, along with tilting his head just a bit. "I'm hungry." I say, affirmingly but with a tiny voice. Still questioning why I said it like that. "Then get your own food, you live here now." He starts leaving, I follow him downstairs to the kitchen, where Patches looks..., ill? She's laying on the counter, not looking as happy as she usually does.
I head up to her by the counter as Nick goes up to the fridge to look for something... edible. "Hey, Nick? Patches looks a bit off today. I can't tell if she's sick, hurt, or something..."
YOLO IM TIRED AS SHIT- i think most chapters are going to have 2 parts, though idrk yet. ill make the 2nd part soon :P
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The Dream Team House
HumorWhat could possibly go wrong in the dream team house? let's find out! TW: Swearing, mention of drugs and alcohol, murder, arson, and suicide. YAY