Can I Get Your Number With That? || DreamNotFound

Chapter 1

"Good afternoon! You must be George," the stranger held out his hand to George with a smile that only confirmed his mastery in customer service. George noticed the black did little to tame the fluffy brown hair sitting on top of the male's head.

George gave a small smile back, "you're training me?"

The other nodded excitedly, "As of today, hopefully I'll train you again, too!" The worker ushered George into the kitchen giving a quick run down of where everything is. George's head spun with all the knew knowledge, but he couldn't help but feel a little excited that it was finally time for him to learn something.

"I don't believe I got your name," George said, trying to coax an answer out of the other.

The worker smacked himself in the face, catching George by surprise, "I do this every time! I'm Wilbur."

George laughed a bit at the actions an embarrassed look on Wilbur's face, "no worries, nice to officially meet you." George's voice was teasing and Wilbur only beamed at him.

Wilbur smacked a hand against George's back, "time to put you to work."

Smiling sheepishly, George followed the other to the drive-thru window, buzzing with excitement. "Welcome to the easiest spot you will ever work in, cash." George laughed, albeit a little nervously, hoping the job to come wasn't difficult, meaning everything else would be harder.

The job was simple, all George had to do was take money or credit cards and give back change and receipts. It wasn't even that hard to keep the pace quick for him either as he immediately caught on to a smooth flow. Considering the task was so simple, him and Wilbur weren't actually discussing the job and were more just having fun with each other in between customers. 

"Hey Wilbur," George spoke up right after shutting the window, "ever notice how close the Taco Bell next door is?" 

Wilbur perked up, peering out the window, "I guess it is abnormally close," he shrugged it off, not thinking it to be a big deal. "Maybe you'll see a cutie working drive-thru," Wilbur nudged George's side with a wink.

George rolled his eyes dramatically, "This isn't some weird romance novel," he laughed a bit at his own joke, stopping when he finally noticed the car outside, holding a person who didn't look so happy with their idle chatter. Getting an earful as soon as opened the window, George ended the interaction as quickly as possible with a sigh of exasperation when the person was out of earshot.

"I took a couple extra seconds," he groaned, looking for sympathy from Wilbur who only laughed at him.

Wilbur patted his back, "Hey that man was in a rush to get his food even though he wouldn't be able to move forward anyways, but how fast you go changes everything."

George just shook his head with laughter, easily shaking off the impatient customer's yelling in favor of continuing to have an enjoyable shift. He looked up and out the window, checking for a car. "It's so hot in here Wilbur," he groaned the other laughing in return.

"Open the window?" Wilbur suggested, knowing full well it was early summer and it would be just as hot outside. George complied anyways, sarcastically ripping the window open and feigning content with the 'cool' air.

George suddenly heard a loud wheeze from the direction of the Taco Bell, whipping his head up in surprise, he found his gazing landing on the other building's own drive-thru window, wide open with a head poking out. It was clear the noise had come from the person as his eyes were squinted from the large smile on his face. George blinked twice, staring at the other, their eyes meeting in silent amusement.

"Dream don't laugh! You're gonna scare him off!" Wilbur called out, snapping George out of his trance. Dream, he thought looking back up at the other across the parking lots. A few people scattered in the parking lot, returning to their cars gave the boys in the windows strange looks, but didn't do anything more. Dream, apparently, only waved to Wilbur in response, the bright smile never leaving his face.

George let the window close on its own before turning back to Wilbur, "Who was that."

"Interested?" Wilbur wiggled his eyebrows at George, causing the other to smack him on the shoulder.

Scoffing, George gave him an incredulous look, "What is wrong with you? No way!"

Over dramatically rolling his eyes, Wilbur finally answered George's original question, "that's Dream, our shifts usually line up, plus we go to the same school." George nodded his head in understanding, the bright smile he saw moments ago flashing in his mind once more.

George happily popped his back as he stepped out of the small area made specifically for the drive-thru window. "Glad to be leaving?" Wilbur questioned, with a raise of his eyebrow.

"Oh no never," Sarcasm dripped from George's voice, but he had a tired smile on his face, he wasn't expecting to be drained from something so simple, but he was glad to know for harder and longer shifts in the future.

"I'll see you around Gogy!" Wilbur waved his hand excitedly earning a strange look from George at the nickname as he walked out of the back area and then out of the building.

George couldn't help but stare back towards the Taco Bell Drive-thru window as he walked to his car in the hopes of catching a glimpse of this Dream character. He watched the window open slowly to reveal someone much shorter and with brown hair and glasses. Sighing, in either relief or disappointment, he wasn't sure, George climbed into his car with a tired yawn. He pulled out of the parking spot and made his way home, wondering what would happen at training the next day.

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