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3- Peek a Boo!

Song of the day: ihavefinallyhitrockbottom- d0llywood1
Small a/n I need to add a character for a little spice, this person is random, imagine them, however, they will be female. Sorry for any inconvenience!
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     George receives an email from his professor about his coding project that Clay helped him complete. Throwing his hands in the air, "I got 120/120, Darryl!" He celebrates. Darryl stands up, copying George's moves as they go in for a tight embrace, "Hell yeah! I'm so proud of you bro, that project took you forever, man!" The two split, George is almost panting in excitement. "We need to celebrate!" He ponders on what the two could do on a campus.
     "What about a night for dinner?" George asks, wiping at his forehead, jumping onto his bed and staring at the popcorn ceiling. "Sounds good!" Bad agrees. "Invite Vivian?" George hums, "Obviously, it's not a celebration without that dumbass." Bad bends over in laughter, "True!"

It was around 7:00pm by the time their friend Vivian decided to finally show up in front of their dorms. They'd invite her in, but genders are separated for safety reasons. Understandable, but George hates that a woman should even be scared in the first place. Kill all men 2020. Bad and George chuckle as they make their way towards Vivian, who's leaning against a wall, phone in hand. She felt their stares and looks up at the two, "Hey guys! Let's freaking go!!" She yells, already making her way to the restaurant, her two friends towing behind her. The whole way their, she sang incoherent songs while skipping around. To any bystander, she'll look like she's already drunk. George envies her never ending energy sometimes, but he also loves to take a good nap that throws him into another dimension.
Darryl makes her take out her headphones as they entered, their host taking them to their seats. "Hey, Vivi, you should have a chicken sandwich." Vivian gags at Darryl, "I'd rather eat leaves off a random tree with some parasites for extra protein and flavour." They giggle, a waiter placing menus in front of them. "Thank you!" They say in broken unison.

George scans the paper, deciding on chilli fries, "What are you guys getting?" He asks. "I think the Smokey beef sandwich." Replies Bad
"Veggie samosas!" Adds Vivian. The waiter approaches, "would you guys like drinks to start?"
"Maybe just a beer." Says George, pulling out his ID, "I'll have a cranberry vodka, please!" Vivi adds, making slight googly at the waitress. Vivi drinks here often enough she no longer has to show her ID.
"Orange Juice." Was Bad's order, Vivi and George glance at each other before chuckling at Bad, who's looking absolutely defeated. "Alright, I'll be right back."

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"Come on, Clay!" His friend Nick shoves his shoulder lightly. "Take a break, let's go for a walk! It's nice and cool out, perfect weather to take that break I keep talking about."
"Fine!" He groans, lifting his arms high in the air for a nice stretch. Hearing the satisfying popping of his bones. He gently messages his wrists, staring down at his work. Some may call it beautiful, he calls it incomplete. He stands up, shuffling over to his drawers, taking out his dark grey hoodie with Katakana going down the arms. His favourite green one is in the laundry room, he can survive without it for an hour. It's so soft and hugs him perfectly.

Nick and him end up going for a stroll around the campus, admiring the dim lit streets. Pretty without all the ruckus that's usually going on. They spot a few drunkards taking a nightly walk. Clay mindlessly starts to look through store windows, pausing as he recognizes a face through the glass. He sees the coding soft boy. Nudging Nick, he points his head towards him. "That's the boy." He whispers. "Oh! I talked to him about his scooter, I want one." Nick looks closer, "his friends are cute too." Clay looks over again. He sees George with two people, one nerdy looking kid, other a hyper girl, he can't tell if she has colour in her hair or if it's the lighting. They watch as she leans against George, the trio laughing.
     "Oh, that's tough. Is George taken, big guy?" His friend asks, a small frown dawning his face. He wouldn't shut up about the small brunette.

     Clay sulks, a pout on his lips, heart slightly sinking. "I'm ready to go home." He sighs, feeling defeated. "What about our minecraft buddies? Pretend that that George is your George if that makes sense."
      "I guess, it's not the same. I've never seen him before."
      "Honestly, it's not like anyone has ever seen you before, either." He gestures to the cloth covering the lower half of his face. Clay humphs, and starts to walk back to the dorm building, Nick in tow.

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     "Vivi, you have no idea." George slurs, Bad starts to laugh, "you guys are so out of it."
     "That's why you're out father! Anyways." Vivian almost choked on her own spit, "What, Georgie..?" She leans her head against him. "Okay, so, there's this guy.."
      "Oh my god no way!"
      "You don't even know."
      Bad wheezes, this conversation is going absolutely nowhere, he thinks, taking another sip of his juice. "Ya so, guy dropped his shit cause some shit ran into him, he's so cute Vivi!" He cackles, "No way!"
      "His name Clay."
      "Noooo way!"

     The rest of the night passed in a blur, luckily the three students had days off on the weekend for mental health priorities to pupils. It's awesome, best decision the district has ever made. Vivian decided to crash at their place, despite said rules. The guards have seen her here before, they always give a side eyed look, but let it go.
     "Guys I'm so gay. Woman are so pretty." Chokes Vivian, a sly smile on her face. "The waitress is pretty." She states, falling on top of George who's on the brink of sleep. "We know." Was what they replied in unison. George and Vivi pass out a few seconds later, Darryl sees some drool coming out of their mouths, he gags and brushes his teeth. Grabbing a makeup wipe, he got Vivi's eye makeup off, he was thankful she doesn't use much foundation as it 'clogs up her pores'. If it weren't for her, both him and George would still have acne. He leaned across his friend to wipe away at George's eyeshadow. He's taken off of Vivi on how to enhance his eyes, small bit of brown eyeshadow on his upper lid and lower corner, some misty red on the bottom. Bad can admit, they both are amazing at makeup, he encourages them on doing it since they love it. Darryl himself doesn't like it on his face, he dislikes the feeling, it makes his eyes uncomfortably itchy and heavy. Vivi explained to him that some people are just like that.

     Darryl smiles softly, heading to the bathroom to freshen up slightly before resting in his own bed, sleep thankfully overcoming him quickly.

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It's been a few days since their small celebration, Vivi's ADD is causing her to hyper focus on her work, which she is gladly taking advantage of while she can. George and Darryl decide to hop online to see if either Dream or Sapnap are playing. Neither went to check out said stream out of embarrassment. George's mood went up shockingly quick seeing his friend was online, causing him to slightly falter. Fast change in emotions, quite scary. He notices Dream sitting in VoiceChat ,muted. Without a second thought, he joined. "Hey, Dream!" He greets, fingers shaking a wee bit. He sees his icon unmute, "George!"
      The two chat for a few, catching up. "I got a great grade on a recent assignment, so a couple of friends and I went out to celebrate." He explains, "I wasn't on yesterday, I had a hangover." He giggles.
      "You can drink!?" Screams Dream, George can practically hear the other mans' mouth drop. "I thought you were in high school or something!"
      "Hell no, Dream, I'm 24!" He bursts into fits of laughter, "no way." Was his reply.
      "Are you in high school?" George asks back, "No! I'm 20."
      "Awww just a wittle baby." He mocks Dream. The two bicker while playing mindless Mineplex games. That's before he finally found courage to look up Dream's Stream. The man has push to talk on, so he has no idea what is going on, on his screen. Searching up 'Dream' into gozzle, he's surprised to see him at the top of the page. At this point, the two are chilling in lobby, so he's got time to lurk around the internet. Clicking, his face turns beet red, he can feel it, he's pretty much on fire. He reads his friend's chat:

     24k viewers
9293892- omg u guys r cute together
-xXbossbopxX0 has donated 15 bits!-
Yessirman- hes so nice lmao
Gaybb69- should ask him out or sm
Yellowsquare- the chemistry ;))