Offline ✷ Sapnap

023.

OH ME, OH MY!
Maisie's Point of View.
- October 09, 2020 -
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"Psssst..."

"Hey-"

"PSSSTTT."

"MAISIE!"

"MAISIE!"

"PSSSTTT!!"

"Hello??"

"HEY."

"HEY."

"Is she alive?"
"What do you mean is she alive?"
"Well Nicholas, she isn't waking up."

"Maisie?"

"Hey Maisie..."

"Mai-"

"For fucks sake, WHAT." I finally opened my eyes, shooting my head up, finding three idiots staring at me.

"Oh, she's alive!" George pointed out. "Unfortunately." I stared blankly at him. "Morning!" They all said nearly at the same time.

"Hi" I crossed my arms, my voice tired from just waking up. "We prepared breakfast!" George smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "You guys... cooked???" I tilted my head in confusion.

"Yes..." Dream nodded. "Mostly him though." He pointed at Sapnap. "He-" I paused to glimpse at Nick. "And my house is still somehow not up in flames??"

"Oh, you're so annoying." He took offense to what I said.

"Well, come on, let's go eat!" George motioned for us to follow him as he began walking away.

I sat in bed tired as balls, trying to get up but I simply couldn't. I was about to fall back into my blankets and pillows to go back to sleep, but Dream and Nick were about to walk out when they turned around.

Nick soon came to the side of my bed, grabbing my hand to yank me up and drag me downstairs.

"Ugh-" I gasped as he startled me, "Coke on, let's go. I know you're gonna like breakfast." He said with a smiles

"I'm so tired." I yawned. "Can you carry me?" I looked at Dream, asking as a joke. No." He shook his head.

"Asswipe" I crossed my arms.
"Come on" Nick insisted we leave the room.

"Can I just go back to sleep for one more-"

"Alright-" He cut me off before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. "You're impossible." He mumbled as he carried me out of the room

"WAIT-" I panicked. "HAHAHAH" I just started laughing.

"You gave me no choice, Sunny." He laughed, walking towards the same with Dream trailing behind.

"This is kinda fun, is this what being tall feels like?" I asked. "Pssshh, tall my ass." Dream laughed. "Tall for me, Clay." I shot my head up and glared at him.

"Yeah, yeah." He shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket and shrugged.

While being thrown over Nick's shoulder, he held me in place securely with his right hand. The only thing in my view was his dumptruck so I really didn't know what the fuck was going on. But as we got downstairs, the scent of a traditional filipino breakfast filled my nose. My mouth nearly watering. It smelled just like my grandma's cooking.