Too Good For This World
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Thread Topic: Too Good For This World
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idk
maybe like, we could get Dream over the hate and stuff, so he can like, actually help George or smth ?) -
(I was thinking he'd find more tweets and s*** that are a LOT worse than what was said on stream. Making mental state worse?? IDFK :0 That seems like a little much...uuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhh)
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(maybe just a little much-
idk maybe we could tone the agnst down a little bit, have Wilbur find out abt Matt cheating, and maybe goes to Dream first ?
then he could find a way to break it to George or smth?
we could probably do the things with the tweets later tho-) -
(OOOooooo you're right
let's do that, and then the tweets later. that'd be better.) -
Matthew laughed as he wrapped his hands around Leah's waist. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked softly. They had been joking around all morning, playful banter and such.
Dream chuckled to himself. He was scrolling through TikTok because he was bored. It was 6:30 in the morning, and he still hadn't slept. "The things some people come up with-" He had watched a video of a girl getting pranked by her older brother. -
Wilbur was up, climbing into his car to go check on George's house as he had promised.
George had awoken abruptly, turning over in his bed and attempting to fall back asleep. He failed, choosing to sit up in bed instead. -
(Time difference, so it'll be like 11:30 I think- I dunno man I've confused myself)
Dream turned off his phone and stared up at the ceiling. What are we doing today? He hummed quietly to himself. -
(ye abt- 11:30 or 12:30-)
George grabbed his phone, seeing that Wilbur had texted him that he was heading over to his house. He hummed quietly, a pang of sadness going through him. He threw the covers away, standing and heading out of his room. -
Dream heard someone get up, so he jumped out of bed and decided to scare whoever it was. He quietly opened the door and saw it was George.
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George looked around, making the mental note that no one was awake yet because it was 6 am. I mean, it was almost noon in his sleep schedule, so this would be around the time he woke up anyways.
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Clay rushed forward and grabbed George from behind. He covered his mouth so he wouldn't scream and he bit back his own laughter.
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George let out a muffled scream, tensing up. He squeezed his eyes shut, attempting to sharply inhale.
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Clay backed into his own room, lifting George into the air and carrying him there. (I can't phrase anything correctly man braindead.) He kicked the door close behind him.
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George's hand started to shake, and he reached up to grip the hand over his mouth, his breaths becoming shorter and more panicked.
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Clay tossed his friend onto the bed and stifled a laugh. "I'm so sorry I had to-" He whispered
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