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by HotChetos8

by HotChetos8

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As the night passes by, George lays sound asleep as Dream barely starts to feel tired. It's 12am now and he(Dream) starts to hear loud and continuous groans followed by the hissing of creepers nearby. He looks up a George then out out the small widow above him. Outside are zombies, spiders, and creepers. Yet...no skeletons? Dream questions to himself. He finally lets his tired eyes shut and his body rest. The last thing he sees is...another person outside? He brushes it off.

7:12am

George slowly opens his eyes and light floods his vision. Dream's mask glares in the early morning sunlight. He sits himself up on the bed and looks down at the stranger sleeping in the corner. He gets up and walks over to the stranger. George starts nudging Dream awake. He lets out a tired grunt. He looks up to the shorter male. His sunglasses make the sun's light glare into the taller male's eyes. He covers his face and attempts to sleep again. "Get up." George says in a firm but sweet tone. He hold his hand out to Dream and waits for him to grasp it. Instead he curls himself up more into a ball. "I know your don't want to get up, but you have too..." George says more determined to get Dream up. Finally, he accepts it and grasps onto George's hand. He pulls the taller male up and they head out side to loot the village's goods.
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A/N: New goal: 220 words
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10:36pm//July 2, 2020//263 words