Raid || DreamWasTaken

Chapter 6

I woke up to the sound of kids playing outside. I groan as I slug out of bed, wishing they didn't have to scream so early in the morning. Like seriously, I'm glad they're having fun and all, but shut the fuck up. 

I walk into my bathroom and begin to brush my teeth and do the usual bathroom things. 

I didn't have a dream last night, and it's not that I didn't have a nightmare, I just didn't dream period. The nightmares have stopped lately, funny enough once I started talking to Clay. It's not just because of him though, streaming has really made me happy lately. I actually have a consistent fanbase, and everybody is super supportive. I honestly didn't think it'd change my life like this, as corny as it sounds. 

I wipe the water off my face with a towel and walk back into my bedroom. I grab my phone and sprint downstairs to make some breakfast. My stomach was rumbling the entire time I was in the bathroom, even though I got up to eat at like 3 AM.

I open the fridge and grab the egg carton, when I suddenly get a facetime call.

"000-000-0000 is facetiming you..."

What? Who's number is th- oh shit. It's Clay's. I must've forgotten to save his number or something. Why is he calling me though, it's literally 9 AM. I hesitate to answer, and on maybe the 5th ring I press the green button.

".....hello?" I speak out.

"what??? you're awake? no way. everybody thought you were like dead"

"dead?? it's 9 AM, any normal person would be SLEEPING."

"real gamers go to BED at 9 AM"

"guess i'm just built different, but actually what do you want?"

"ouch, are you busy or something? I just wanted to see what my friend is doing"

"yes. as a matter of fact I am eeeeextremely busy. so busy that it puts the president of the united states to shame"

"wooow, pretty busy. what are you so busy doing?"

"isn't it obvious? making eggs"

"THATS what you're so busy doing? oh come on now"

My heart literally stops when I hear him say that. His voice is just another level of attractive dude I SWEAR. I replay the moments in my head for a few seconds before Clay snaps me out of it.

"helllloooo, did you drop your eggs?"

"no, did your balls drop yet?"

"WHAT?? that was uncalled for" Clay says while wheezing.

I hold back a laugh as I prop my phone up so he can see me, and I start getting the things I need. I grab a pan, butter, and some seasoning to put in my eggs when I finally look over at my phone and see Clay staring. 

"geez i get it, I look homeless, stop staring at me" I laugh.

"no no thats not- you don't- i didn't mean-"

"chill, i'm joking" I scoff and begin making my eggs.

Shortly after, I'm sitting at my table eating and talking to Clay. We talk about the basics like what he has planned for the day, videos he's planning on recording, etc. It was a fairly normal conversation until he brought up a specific topic.

"when can we hang out?"

My hand freezes midway in the air, and I go to put my fork back down.