Solider, poet, king - FLUFF
In which, the dream team takes the quiz
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Dream and Sapnap were sitting on the couch when George came barging in. He threw his phone to his boyfriends. "Take the quiz idiots." Sapnap took the phone and started the quiz. "What are results?" George asked after he stopped tapping the screen.
"There will come a soldier Who carries a mighty sword He will tear your city down" Righteousness. Strength. Violence. You see a door and break through it. You wonder, sometimes, if anger is the only thing you can feel. Remember : love is passion too.
You made your own rules and will follow them to death. You try and forget that there is only one rule, and that it is "FIGHT".
You are tired of fighting. You try to forget that, too, and keep going. You dream of quiet. Your love is where you heal. God knows you deserve to. (Really. You deserve to.)
"I got solider." He handed the phone to Dream. He finished the quiz. "So?" George asked. "I got poet." George smiled. "I got king. So we all got different things."
