Twinkling Eyes

"Oh hey, George." He hears muffles and he turns his volume up a bit to hear clearer, chat happy to hear that George had joined the stream. Dream smiles until he hears what was really happening.

Chat starts screaming about it and Dream sits there, frozen. The sound echoes in his ears and he clicks out of the call, staring at George's profile picture. He starts hearing a twinkling sound and bright tears start to fall. He quickly stops the stream, chats starting to ask him questions about it.

He doesn't open Twitter, he doesn't open Instagram. He watches as he sees bright lights dance in his vision. He holds his hands open catching the tears. Dream goes back to what he heard in the call and starts to think.