For a moment, Dream thought George was going to complain about it. He would have been well deserving of doing so.
But George surprised him. “It’s fine. We’ll just have to fix it.”
This was why he loved the other. George always uplifted him in times where Dream messed up. +
But George surprised him. “It’s fine. We’ll just have to fix it.”
This was why he loved the other. George always uplifted him in times where Dream messed up. +
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He knew how much George wanted sushi. The other had been begging for it for some days now. Dream had refused, stating that they already had food at home.
But today could be an exception since they deserved a reward for their hard work. +
“Alright, alright, I’ll order them now.” With that said, Dream pulled up the nearest sushi restaurant’s menu and started picking out their choices.
He was more of a nigiri fan if he was honest, but still picked mostly rolls. +
His destination? The gym that had been converted into the Fusion rig.
Arriving there and opening the door, he couldn’t help but smile softly at the sight that met him. +
“Hey there.” Dream said, receiving a tiny wave from George before the other plopped his arm down again.
“I’m tired.” George said.
“Hi tired, I’m Dream.” Dream replied.
A couple seconds went by in silence. +
It was a glare with no real heat behind it. Not a glare of hatred or a glare of annoyance. But a glare that practically called Dream an idiot. +
Dream only shrugged before walking over towards his friend, plopping down to lay beside him. “It wasn’t a bad joke.” He defended.
“It sucked.” George said with a snort.
And then they laughed. A small giggle that soon turned into loud cackles. +