George hates working early. He's been working since 4:30 in the morning. For some reason his co worker took off early, so they called him in. He is so tired, even after drinking three cups of coffee. He was about to fall asleep, but all the sudden he had the urge to go to the bathroom.
George isn't really scared of the dark, but when he's alone at 6:25 in the morning with no one else with him, it's terrifying. George curses to himself as he gets up and heads toward the bathroom.
Thump thump shh
George stops in his place. Was it just him, or did he hear someone running and sliding on the floor?
"Wh- who's there?"
No answer
"Hello??" George asks in a louder but more squeaky voice.
"Hi George~" says a voice in almost a whisper, but before George could see who was behind him, the room went black.
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I Love You, My George
FanfictionClay, or Dream as his crew call him, is part of a gang that is very anti-gov. The gang has a couple of rules. 1) keep quiet. 2) keep stealthy and don't get caught. 3) your friends are enemies. 4) NO DATING. George is a government worker that program...
