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George laid next to dream, staring at the book as Dream read it out loud... it was peaceful.

Dreams attention glanced over, seeing George staring at the book.
"Cant you read George?" He cocked a brow, stoping himself from reading anymore.
"You can read out loud if you want too.."

"I can't read very well."
George shook his head, looking down at dreams chest.
"I know a few words-" he muttered, sighing faintly.
"But I can't fully read... kinda sad since I'm a scholar and all..."

Dream shrugged, ruffling George's hair.
"Don't worry about it george." He smiled, nodding.
"I don't mind reading out loud for you- gives me something to do."

George nodded, looking at the window and seeing the snow.
"It's really snowing hard out there.." he mumbled.
"So much snow.. wow.."

"Mhm.." Dream rested the book down, looking out the window.
"We're probably going to have to shovel the deck in the morning." He sighed, soon chuckling.. it's always fun doing so.

"I can help if you'd like." George sat up, smiling faintly.
"If not- it's alright." He nodded.. he knew Dream might not want him out there.

"It's alright, you should stay in here where it's warm and dry." Dream looked at George, nudging his side.
"It's going to be really cold and you'll probably get wet because of the snow." He didn't want the entire crew to know about George's secret.

George nodded, stretching his arms up.
"Alright." he looked at the window once more, staring at the snow.

Dream slowly cocked a brow.
"What are you thinking about..?" He tilted his head.
"Hm? You seem rather focused."

"What if we- move the bed over towards the window?" George looked at Dream, smiling.
"It would be a nice view of the ocean.. and it would be nice." He nodded softly.

Dream thought for a few moments.
"Yeah- it would be a nice view waking up." He smiled, nodding.
"How about we move the room around? Make it more roomy for you?"

George quickly nodded, his smile growing.
"Reallt?! I'd really enjoy that!!" He slid off the bed, standing up with excitement.
"We could decorate the room with shells!!"

"Err... only a few shells- I don't really like sea stuff in here." Dream rubbed the side of his head, awkwardly laughing.
"Unless he's pretty and adorable" he hummed, losing thought.

George tilted his head.
"What is that supposed to mean...?" He hummed, rubbing his cheek.
"Are you calling me pretty and adorable?"

"I am- I just don't like the hole... sea weed and gross stuff.. from the water." Dream shook his head, faintly gagging.
"It just Grosses me out." He grumbled, shaking his head.

George shrugged, walking towards the window.
"What made you decide to like a siren in the first place." His attention was focused outside.
"It's strange for you too still see me the same."

"Honestly- I started liking you before the hole.. Y'know- knowing your a siren." Dream shrugged, looking George up and down with a satisfied look.
"But I don't mind you being a siren, I think I prefer it more then your being normal."

George had a smile grow on his face.
"How did you come across me anyways?" He glanced briefly over his shoulder.
"I only went out once."

"Well-... long story actually." Dream awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.
"I can tell you if you want-" he actually wouldn't mind telling the story.
"If you have the time."

"Sure." George turned around, sitting on the windowsill couch.
"I don't mind listening to the story." He smiled.
"Just don't make it too too long."