[2] Friendships blossom

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George loaded up his computer upon arriving home, quickly he opened up discord and there it was

Incoming friend request : Dream#0001

He clicked accept faster than his brain could process and he was soon invited to a group. He joined and upon doing so the chat exploded

[Quackity: oooo mysterious duck boy]
[KarlJacobs: Hello 👋]
[Sapnap: Ur british, dream idk about this]

george began typing a reply to the group

[GeorgeNotFound: Hi :] I'm george]
[Sapnap: Kinda worked that one out, we have eyes yknow]
[KarlJacobs: Hi George, I'm Karl!]
[Quackity: And i'm Dream]
[Dream: Tf shut up alex]
[GeorgeNotFound: Jeez alex is trying to commit identity fraud]
[Quackity: I'll have you know i'm a lawyer]
[GeorgeNotFound: LOL ok]
[Dream: No he's being serious, he's in his final year of college-]
[GeorgeNotFound: Oh, Awesome :] ]
[Sapnap: K i'm bored can we VC or stream or something i wanna bully the british guys accent]
[GeorgeNotFound: I have a name]
[Quackity: Ok Jorge, can we vc]

Before george could even begin to type a reply they all joined a voice call, he bit his inner cheek and took a deep breath and joined.

Straight away there was a mix of accents, a southern american, a mexican accent, another american one but he couldn't quite pin what type it was and finally clays. The one that stood out amongst the others to him.

"ITS CHEWSDAY INNIT" Quackity yelled in the worst british accent george had ever heard, he physically felt his body cringe hearing it.
"It's actually thursday"
"I thought you said this guy was fun clay" Sapnap snapped, the comment caused georges heart to drop a little

[Dream: Don't listen to him, he's just pissy, you're cool :) ]

The message alone cheered george up, "Sorry snapmap do i not meet your standards?" George had a cocky grin on his face, this new found confidence overtaking him

"LMAOOOOOOOOO SNAPMAPP" quackity yelled, george was confused as to how he used an abbreviation in speech, yet decided not to bring it up
"That's not my name"
"Ok snapmap" clay chuckled

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The group spent the night getting to know george, their company was nice. George wasn't too fond of sapnap but hoped they would grow to like eachother.

They all followed each other on twitter, something their fans picked up. Georges fanbase was a lot smaller compared to the groups, however he began to gain followers rapidly something he certainly didn't expect neither did he know how to react to.

George laid back in his bed, his mind thinking about how his day had gone. He found clay to be sweet, the boy laughed at almost everything he said. There was now a joke that george was indestructible against everything because clay would quickly rush to his aid and defend him.

Growing up george was a friendly kid, he always had plenty friends and was well liked. However in secondary school things shifted, he was often teased and picked on. His voice was higher than most boys his age back then, something they ridiculed him about frequently.

In his adult years he had two close friends, but they had moved away from london. Wilbur said that the city was too depressing for him, the air was clogged and the people were nasty so he moved to brighton. Whilst his other friend Niki moved back to germany to help out her sick mother, george respected both of their decisions but it left him feeling rather lonely.

So to deal with it he kept a schedule; every thursday he'd feed the ducks and sit in the park for a few hours. No matter the season, the weather or how he felt, he'd do so.
Sometimes elderly couples would spark conversations with him in the parks and ask about his life. He always enjoyed speaking to them and learning things, how their lives played out as well as their successes and losses.

Clay coming along felt like fate, it was a major relief for him. He'd now introduced him to more people as well as boosted his career.

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