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wednesday, june 18ₜₕ 2020

kate woke up extremely early compared to her usual sleeping schedule to surprise her roommate for her birthday. getting up at 6:30am she grabbed the muffin mix which she bough a few days prior and started preparing

she wasnt worried about nicolette waking up, because that girl would not wake up even if world war 3 was happening outside.

as she was whipping up the mixture her hips swayed to the tune if 'fly me to the moon' which she hummed. the souls of her feel lightly glided against the laminated floor as she danced. imagining an entire music video inside her head, she finished whipping up the mix. pouring it in the tray she placed the said tray in the oven and let the muffins bake.

in america, an olive eyed boy was listening to his friends constant gushing and fan-girling

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in america, an olive eyed boy was listening to his friends constant gushing and fan-girling.

"ohmygodohmygodohmygod! shes just so.. amazing! shes so talented!"

dream groaned at his friends gushing. he sounded like a 14 year old justin biber stan from back in 2013.

"okay! i get it! youre impressed with her art!" he let out an exasperated sigh.

"i wanna dm her and praise he- OH MY GOD!" sapnap squealed so high that it honestly shocked his floridian friend.

"what?!"

"SHE FINISHED THE PANDA COMMISSION I SENT LIKE JUST TWO DAYS AGO! OK THE MESSAGE SAYS "a hasty one for a fellow creator! love your videos man, keep it up :)"

"oh my god.." he added still in disbelief of how beautiful the art piece came out. " i shouldve ordered it for her to send me.." the brunette said disappointed in himself.

"i mean, if the photo is a canvas you can probably request it?" dream tried to reason with him. he grabbed a rubix cube off of his desk and started solving it absentmindedly.

"yeah-yeah! im gonna do that!" light clicking could be heard from his end of the call. dream propped up one of his legs on the chair and leaned his forearm on it in a more comfortable position.

the chat between the two americans continued for a little while longer before exhaustion took over sapnap. neither of them have slept that night and it seems like sapnap was the weaker one out of the two.

after he left the call dream was met with silence outside of the slight rustling of patches playing with her toys under his desk. putting the now solved rubix cube back into its place, an idea popper into his mind, he pulled up twitter.

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