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Gentle Help [DreamNotFound Oneshot] [Dream x George]
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"Dream..." He muttered, setting a palm on an edge of the crafting table to steady himself, the edge of his hand just barely grazing his thigh. "You can trust me. Even if I can't help you."
His hands froze on the final buckle. "...What's the point of telling you if it gets me nowhere?"
"It could clear your head. Maybe just speaking it outloud will give you a solution." He averted his eyes, mindlessly palming the last strap. "And who knows, I might actually be able to help..."
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