๐ง๐ช: ๐ฆ๐ (I'll specify when) (Also, this is just for the story. I'm NOT assuming this person does or doesn't irl.), ๐๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ ๐ด๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ, ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ป๐ด
Dream laughed. "Nice try, George."
George looked serious. "Um..Do I know you-? Where even am I?!"
Dream froze, a shiver going up his spine. "You're serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be? I mean, you sound familiar, but I dunno.."
His heart dropped like a stone. It shattered like shards of ice for the second time within less than 12 hours. "W-what?"
George looked around, bewildered. "What is this- am I in a hospital?!"
"D-do you actually not r-remember m-e?" His voice started cracking in pain.
"I'm serious! Why am I in a hospital?!"
Anxiety started slowly creeping up all throughout his body. "U-uhm I f-found you passed out on the f-floor, s-so I call-" He took in a shaky breath. "I called the ambulance."
"Oh.." He hesitated. "So- who are you? You sound really similar to one of my friends.. but I've never seen him before."
"U-uhm first, how much do you remember-?"
He thought for a moment. "I remember uhm- I was getting ready to go to the airport.."
"Wait. so how do-"
๐๐ฉ, ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต. ๐๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ.
"Nevermind. Okay, well I'm Dream, u-uhm, yeah. We met up and you were staying at my apartment and yesterday I-.." He paused. "I just wanna say sorry, even though you might not remember what had happened."
"What do you mea-" He stopped mid-sentence as they both heard footsteps getting louder and louder. A doctor walked into the room.
"Hello, are you Clay?"
"I am." He responded dully.
"Okay, so George's mother wasn't able to make it here for some reason.. Anyways, we've found out that George was hyperventilating, and as we found him at your estate, he must've become unconscious and fell back, causing him to hit his head, giving him a concussion. We asked if he remembered anything, and he couldn't recall where he was or why he was. We think he has some memory loss, but it can be restored. He'll be staying here only for a few days." She waited for a comment, in which Dream had nothing to say. He was speechless.
"I'll leave you guys to chat." Just as quickly as she came, she left.
Dream froze in shock, tears filling his eyes. He blinked, making tears spill out onto his cheeks.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ถ๐ญ๐ต. ๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ..
He turned to George. "G-george please, just remember me. I'm Dream, I'm your best f-friend."
"Uhm.." George shuffled in his bed uncomfortably.
"Please! I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." He lowered his head, tears gushing out. "How can I prove to you that it's me.."
"Uhm... I dunno, I guess. What's your real name?
"C-clay."
"Who's your best friends and their real names?"
"You, which you're George, and Sapnap, and he's Nick."
"Hmm..Only Dream would know this, but what did I once say that I wanted to go to ask someone out?"
"Uhhh, you never told me anything like that??"
George smiled. "So it is you. I was wondering why you sounded so familiar." He giggled. "Well, since I've never told you this, it's a gazebo."
Dream half-heartedly laughed. "Cringee."
"W- whatever. I'm tired, I'm gonna go back to sleep. Come see me later today or something. Also, you look a lot different from what I expected, but not in a bad way."
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ.
Dream smiled weakly, and left the room. He decided to go check up on his mom as well, because she was transported to the same hospital, ironically.
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Dream sat in his house, scrolling through twitter. He sighed. It felt so empty and strange without George screaming at him or something. Even though he'd only been there for a few days, Dream had gotten used to the ruckus. Even if they weren't with each other in person, they'd still be calling each other. It made him feel so lonely. He missed him so much.
๐๐จ๐ฉ, ๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ค๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐บ.
As he shut off his phone, his stomach grumbled. He clutched his stomach, got up, and dragged his feet to the pantry, it being full of the groceries he and George had bought a couple days ago. He decided to take out a ramen noodle package, but hesitated. The voices started finding their way throughout his head.
"๐พ๐ก๐๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐จ๐๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฉ? ๐๐ค๐ช'๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐๐ค๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐๐ก. ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ช๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฌ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช'๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ช๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐?" They hissed.
George would want me to eat, and it's not my fault.
"๐๐, ๐ง๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฎ? ๐๐๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐๐จ ๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ, ๐ง๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฎ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐ข? ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฉ, ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ช๐ฅ, ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ค๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ง๐ซ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐ฉ. ๐๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ซ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ๐๐ก๐."
๐-
He realized the voices had a point. Why should he be able to eat when George was stuck in a hospital clueless? It was his fault. He decided to put the pizza back, even though his stomach protested. He took a glass of water and chugged it down.
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The second day of George being in the hospital was hard for Dream. It felt so different. He wasn't used to the fact he couldn't hear George's voice unless he went to see him sitting in a hospital bed looking miserable. Dream chugged down another glass of water, realizing a few minutes later he had to go to the bathroom.
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๐ง๐ช: ๐ฆ๐ & ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐!!!!
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Dream walked into the bathroom and quickly used the toilet. As he was washing his hands, he noticed his razor placed next to his toothbrush. He started at it for a while in debate, while shutting off the water and drying his hands. He hesitated for a moment as he reached out to grab it.
๐๐ฐ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง. ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต-
"๐ฟ๐ค ๐๐ฉ. ๐๐๐ค๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐จ๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ช๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช."
Dream shakily picked up the razor and sighed.
๐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด.
(๐'๐บ ๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐ด๐ผ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ผ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ป๐๐ถ๐ป๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ถ๐'๐ฑ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ป๐ฐ๐ผ๐บ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ฏ๐น๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ณ๐ณ, ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ๐ป'๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ป๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐-- ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ถ๐'๐ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ--)
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Dream took a shower, pain seeping through his cuts from the pressure and heat of the shower water. He did his best to ignore the water that turned into a slightly red color when it fell from his arms and the sting of the water against his skin. He sighed, turning off the shower head and drying himself off. He got dressed and decided to lay in his bed and watch youtube. His arms stung, but he did his best to ignore it.
Soon, it grew to be night and Dream decided to try sleep off all of the pain he felt, physically and mentally.
๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ...
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(๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐บ ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐๐ฎ๐-)
๐๐น๐๐ผ, ๐ง๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ ๐ฆ๐ข ๐ฆ๐ข ๐ ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ 600+ ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ฌ- ๐ผ๐บ๐ณ๐ด ๐๐๐๐บ ๐๐น๐๐ฎ๐๐บ-