DNF- oneshots

4- Sleepless

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^That's bonkers

A/N: I was gonna make this a story but I lost the motivation

"George get your ass in here!" "I haven't seen myself yet! I probably look stupid, also the fact that I don't want to go!" George was currently being forced to wear a revealing-ish outfit by his friend Karl because they were going to this 'bar club' with some friends.

"Dude come on! You've barely left your house in 8 months! I know it's because you were getting over Carter but still you need to get out!" George weighed his options... one night out won't hurt him, right? "Um. Ok. Fine."

George stepped out of the bathroom he was changing into. "Holy shit. George, respectfully," Karl started, George and Karl spoke at the same time. "I looked bad." "I wanna fuck you." "WHAT?!" George yelled. Karl laid back in his bed and laughed while George was still in shock. "So I look ok?" "Yes, George." "Can I Look now?" "Yeah."

George went over to Karl's mirror and looked at himself, he wore a black, thigh-high, tight skirt with a white spaghetti-strapped tank top that was tucked into the skirt. He also wore tight, black, knee-high boots. "I see what you mean now Karl." "Yep. Now let me go get changed and we can go." George nodded.

As Karl went into the bathroom he started thinking. What if tonight goes bad?
But how would it go bad?
A drink gets spilled on me.
Drunk people are there.
I get too drunk and embarrass myself.
I have a one-night stand while being extremely drunk.

All of these I've done before!

George threw his hands up in the air in annoyance. He didn't want to go but he didn't know why. What if something goes well tonight though?
I have a fun night with my friends. Ok, good one. Good one.
I meet a guy.
Oh.!

I MEET A GUY!

No.

Too early.

5 years together and I get over it in 8 months?

That's probably more reasonable than I'm making it out to be.

"Ok. Let's go." Karl spoke leaving the bathroom which all in all scared the shit outta George. Karl looked in the mirror and nodded at his outfit, "What do you think George?" "Love it."

Karl was wearing a purple and green, checkered, skirt with a purple and green, matching checkered crop tank top and a small white jacket over it. Also, black boots like George's. Mainly because Karl bought George those boots the same day he bought them. Without him knowing until that day of course.

"Sapnap and Quackity will be here in 5." Karl went to his purse collection and got George a black one and himself a white one. George put his phone and wallet in there and Karl put... god knows what in his. Karl put something in his hand and walked over to George. "In all seriousness now. Do you want to go?" "Yeah. I guess. I just really want something good to happen." George explained.

"Yeah. And something good can happen but something bad can happen because of that. That's why I got you this." He held his hand so his palm was down and holding the item. George placed his hand palm up under Karl's and Karl opened his hand.

George looked at the item and looked at Karl. "I hate you." "Hey! I got you a condom! Don't be mad that I don't want my best friend to die!" "Oh shut up!" George grabbed a pillow and hit him with it. Karl and George were laughing when Karl's phone buzzed.

"They're here," Karl spoke grabbing his purse and walking out of the room. George was following him when he remembered the condom in his hand, he placed it in his purse while laughing to himself and zipped it up.