2:19 AM
Dream:
Hey
You still awake?
You:
Why
The absolute
Hell
Are you awake
And yes, I am
Dream:
I feel you should be asking yourself that too
Anyway, down to play Minecraft?
You:
Uhhh
Sure?
Dream:
Cool!
...
Can we call?
You:
Uhhhhh
Suuuureee..?
Dream is calling...
Yes No
.
.
.
You are connecting...
~~
(Techno's POV)
I watch as both of us finally connect to the call.
"Hello?" The boy on the other end speaks, ringing in my ear. His voice his soft, yet soothing.
"Uhh, Techno?" Shit!
"Yes, uh hallo."
Of course I'd forget to say something. Curse you brain!
"Hmm, so what sever?" Dream asked, once again causing his voice to ring through my ears. It somewhat calmed my nerves.
"How about Hypixel?" I suggested as I booted up my computer.
"Alrighty! Logging on now,"
~~
"Well, this was fun!" Dream said as the game we had just finished ended. Leaving me with winning 6-4 in Sky Wars.
"Yeah," I agreed. My nerves kept skyrocketing throughout the night. My hands shook anytime I tried to attack so I had to withdraw. Though in the end, I ended up winning.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow,,or later? I don't know," Dream said as he began wheezing.
Wheezing.
It was kind of adorable, but quite a strange laugh.
Though I can't say much.
I quickly glanced at the clock, noticing we'd been playing for about two hours! Guess I'm not getting much sleep, not like I got much anyway.
"It's pretty late so uh, cya Dream," I said as the both of us began logging off of the server.
"Cya Tech!"
Tech.
The call soon began to disconnect.
Tonight was pretty fun.
At least, now I know what the man sounds like.
Hm, maybe my plan might work...
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Ahahahahahhshfnancnqkfjqmxmsnnd KMS anyway
Hello, I haven't been in a great mood this week sooo, I'm taking a quick break and work on other things.
I'm also falling behind in my studies so that's a big uh, fucky.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this wholesome (ish) chapter.
Smell ya later ;P
<3
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FanfictionTechno wasn't social, so when he got a text from an unknown number, he didn't know what to do. That was, until Wilbur took maters into his own hands.
