they could only ever be best friends. that is until one night they want to be pretend to be somebody else. anybody else in the whole world, and they choose lovers. "do you ever just want to be somebody else for a night?" I ask him as he takes another sip of his drink. He makes a face as the alcohol slides down his throat. "All the time, why?" "Right now I don't really want to be me." I sigh. "Then pick someone else," he shrugs, "Anybody else in the whole world and be them tonight."

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

"Don't be losers," I tell the boys as I climb onto the rock. "Come on, guys. Enjoy life." "It seems like you might hurt yourself," Dream shakes his head, taking a cautious step forward." "I'm just living a little." I shrug. "All we have is now anyways." (NOT A POLY FF) tw: angst, blood, mature language and jokes, drinking, death