Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(sorry! missed it)
“Well, I didn’t know if you were still mad,” Dream mumbled, hugging George back. -
(it's fine! i can be here for a little longer!)
George tilted his head. "Oh, no, I am." He said softly. "But if you're willing to let me help, then I will gladly help you." -
(i must go now, but i will see you tomorrow. this time it's for real.)
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(sorry i had to go to dinner! i’ll see you tmmr!)
“Then I should apologize!” Dream exclaimed, feeling a little dizzy. “If you’re still mad.” -
(that's okay! i'm here now!)
George frowned. "No. Because I'm not done giving you s**t. You're hearing the rest when we get back to the room." He said quietly. -
(yay!)
“Okay,” Dream whispered, looking at the ground. -
(how are you?)
George sighed, grabbing Dream's hand again and squeezing it. "Let's go." He said quietly. -
(im good! how about you?)
Dream stayed silent, trailing behind George. -
(oh, i am the very opposite of good. depressed, feeling horrible, and in lots of self caused pain.)
George led Dream back to their room, walking faster than he normally did. He was still very angry with Dream, but the worry was showing too. He was worried that if Dream went to long without resting, he'd pass out again. -
(hey, what happened? are you still feeling bad from yesterday?)
Dream continued to follow Dream, sitting on the bed once they got inside their room. -
(oh, well, yes, and the fact that my friend-turned-sibling lost their gf yesterday and had a mental breakdown, then i broke down because i couldn't help them, and then i had to deal with my mom today. i feel numb. the pain helps me feel though...)
George closed the door quietly, his eyes still showing his anger. "I need you to answer my question." He said quietly. "And honestly." He said, grabbing the bottle of medicine from the nightstand. -
(hey, i’m sorry all this is happening, you don’t deserve it:(
and im so sorry your friend lost their gf, that’s always so hard. but i bet just being there helped them. i know it’s hard to just watch someone in pain sometimes, but sadness is a part of the grieving process, unfortunately:(
and im so sorry about your mom, she seems awful. but you’re a better person!)
Dream took the scarf off, meeting George with level eyes. “Okay.” -
(she really is a horrid person. she's the reason for most of my sh. i just feel nothing except for pain right now...)
"Why lie to me? Is your promise to August really so important that you would lie to me?" George asked angrily. He poured a little bit of the medicine into the cap and handed it to Dream. -
(hey, can you take a deep breath for me? everything is going to be okay.)
Dream took the cap, throwing his head back to drink the medicine. Once he swallowed, he answered. “I just.. I hate sitting around. Especially feeling like this, not knowing what the f--- is wrong with me. I don’t particularly care so much for the promise I made with August- I mean, I do, but- anyways, I just wanted to try and ignore how I felt, like I usually do when I feel sick, but you actually care about me now, and thats never happened to me.” -
(i suppose. i feel sick too. tired and sick.)
George's eyes flashed angrily, but the brunette took a deep breath. "Ignoring it isn't right." He said quietly. "If you passed out again, how do you think I would have felt?" He asked, his voice tinged with both anger and fear, the fear coming out much stronger.
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