My Discord Lover ~ DNF

His fingers flew from key to key typing out a sentence in seconds. Dream didn't need to check the corner of his screen to know birds would start chirping soon. A gentle light already made its way up with the sunrise. Through the curtains Dream could see dust particles. Due to how long he hasn't cleaned his room it wasn't surprising he could see the layers of built up dust. Dream tapped his finger on the edge of his garbage-filled desk while he waited for a reply. It was probably the most time consuming part of this "daily routine" of his. Regardless, he believed it was worth it, all the waiting, and all the tears. The 3 dots rose and fell with each tap as if they were planned to fall together...