Do it for the vine Pt.1

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(Thank you @superSkepHalo for the promt! ^^)

It was a late Sunday afternoon, around 3:30pm. Sapnap, George, BadBoyHalo (just Bad), and Dream has only finished moving in together last month , but had already knew that this was one of the best decisions they had ever made.
Bad was the oldest, and (as much as he didn't want to admit it) was the mom friend. He made sure things actually got done and that everyone was taking proper care of themselves. He was also the only one who knows how to cook something that wasn't already premade or processed in some way and liked things to be neat, and likes to teach the others from time to time. His door was always open so his friends could come in and talk if they wanted to.
Dream and George were the two middles, George being older by a year or so. They were also the most successful out of the group, so they mainly took care of their expenses. The others of course pitched in where they could, and bad would tell them off if they were planing to spend money on something dumb.
Sapnap was the youngest of the bunch and still in school, so he wasn't able to contribute as much to rent and such as the other, but made up for it by helping the eldest with cleaning/cleaning.
Sapnap sat in his room, typing up the last of his paper as he nodded his head the rhythm of his music. He had only been alone for a couple hours, but already missed the playful banter of the others. He sighed, leaning back and closing his eyes. 'This sucks..' he thought, running his hands through his hair. He sat there silently for a second before standing up and heading down stairs. He kept his ear buds in as he made his way into the kitchen, wanting to maybe grab something to eat. As he stood in the doorway, he noticed Dream standing by the counter, quietly singing to himself.
"There's a place where lovers go," he sang as he grabbed the pasta. "To cry their troubles away." He poured it into the pot. "And they call it lonesome town.." he tossed the box away as he movies the vegetables onto the cutting board. "Where the broken hearts stay.." He turned to grab the knife to cut them up when he finally noticed him standing there. "O-Oh..Uhm-"
"Nice singing." Sapnap said
He watched as his friend's cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Shut up..I didn't know you were there."
"Which makes it even better." He walked over. "Are you trying to make the thing bad taught us last week?"
"Trying to." He said as he diced things and put them in a pan.
"I mean..you haven't burnt the kitchen down yet."
"Yet."
"Yet." Sapnap repeats, chuckling. The two sat i silence before sapnap spoke up again. "Why don't we all hang out? I mean, it's be nice to actually talk to each with how busy everyone's been." He said.
Dream hummed, nodding a bit. "Like a game night?"
"If that's what you wanna call it, Dad." Sapnap joked.
Dream chuckled, rolling his eyes. "We can ask the others about it at the table." He said. "Now go wash up, dinners almost ready."
"Okay now you really sound like my dad." He scoffed, turning and heading back upstairs.
He went to the bathroom to quickly wash up, stopping to look at himself in the mirror. He walked out as he heard Dream called that dinner was ready. He made his way back down, hearing the others behind him. They all sat down at the table as Dream handed them all a plate of food.
"Sapnap you wanna tell them about earlier?" Dream asked.
"Only if you wanna talk about your singing." Sapnap smirked.
Dream rolled his eyes. "Sapnap was talking about us playing some game together after dinner since everyone's been so busy lately."
"After I caught him singing."
"Zip it." Dream huffed.
bad chuckled. "That could be fun." He smiled.
George nodded in agreement. "What would we do?"
"I don't know..truth or dare sounds fun?" Sapnap suggested.
"What are you, 12??" Dream laughed.
"I think it's a good idea." Bad said.
"Yeah, let's do that." George said, getting up to wash his plate.
"Kay, let everyone else finish up and we can play then." Dream smiled.

(Okay so here are your choices: I will either come up with a bunch of truth or dares, OR, you can write them yourselves and who they're directed at, and I will write them in. If you wanna do option 2, go ahead and write a bunch of questions for them in the comments.)

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