george is a 20 something who works as a computer programer. his job consumes him so much so that he can't bear it, that is, until he meets dream. tall, blonde, lively dream, the only person that can get joy out of the brunette. will that be enough?
i wake up feeling warm and then i remember. i'm wrapped in dream's arms, my legs intertwined with his. my arms are clutched to my chest, huddling up against him.
"good morning"
i say to him as i sit up. he stirs a bit, opening his eyes and then shutting them immediately. forcefully, he pulls me back into his arms. i feel his breath against my ear as he begins to speak.
"george"
he whispers, the rasp in his voice very apparent.
"it's not even 6 am, go to sleep"
i giggle into his chest as i let myself fall back to sleep.
dream.
who is he to me?
a stranger i met?
a guy i like?
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i feel the sun beating down on me as i wake up for the second time. i guess sleeping on top of a building doesn't help with the morning sun.
"dream"
i nudge him. he flutters his eyes open and looks up at me.
"good morning georgie"
chuckling, i say,
"good morning dreamie"
he snaps his head towards me and laughs or i guess wheezes.
"dreamie?"
he asks with a grin. i nod, smiling like an idiot.
"alright, c'mon, lets go"
he takes my hand and pulls me up as we walk toward the stairs.
"do you sleep here often dream?"
"no actually, that's a first"
he replies.
"a first with me??"
i say sarcastically, holding my hand over my mouth.
"hope its not the last with you"
dream whispers smugly. he knows i heard.
we exit the building and arrive at the sidewalk.
"well george?"
"mm?"
he rolls his eyes, and tugs on his jacket that i'm wearing.
"oh...sorry"
i start to take it off when he stops me with a hand.
"no no, im kidding. besides, you should keep it, you look cute"
he puts the jacket back onto my shoulder and makes eye contact. i can feel the blush on my face, my fingers intertwined.
"george, can i have your number"
"yes!"
i reply a little too excited. i gladly hand him my phone and he puts in his number with a smile.
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the walk home was joyful, in fact the entire rest of the day was joyful. coding didn't feel like bore and life felt eventful. all because of dream.
dream made me happy, he made me feel alive. i had to keep going, there was someone out there who cared. at least i hope.
after work, i decide to message dream, hoping it's not to soon. i pull out my phone and quickly check the contact name he put.
dream <3
"he is such an idiot"
i say out loud, rolling my eyes.
dream <3
hey
i send the first message, anxiously awaiting a reply.
hey :)
whatcha up to?
nothing much, work :(
:(
george
you wanna come hang with me and my friends tomorrow
it'll be fun
sure
i reply so quickly that i don't even think about my decision. what if i act dumb? or talk too much, too less? shaking my head, i snap out of those thoughts. i have decided.
i need to live a little.
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hello everyone
lmk what you think
kinda loving this rn
also george is watching you and he wants you to vote and follow me.
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