Before you knew

68. Meet.

Dinner is ready.

I yelled upstairs, where Clay is, but there is no reaction.
Listening to music again? Watching a video again?

I knock on the door before opening it 'Clay dinner is-' I stop talking when I notice he's streaming. I mouth A I'm sorry before covering my mouth as he looks over his shoulder. He takes his headphones off 'what?' He asks. 'Uhm... dinner is done.' I say in a soft voice. 'Could you maybe bring it here? Please?' He asks. 'Sure.' I say before heading down and getting dinner for him. I head back up 'it's not like that.' Clay says as I enter the room. 'What?! No!' I set the plate down next to him as he starts to laugh a little. 'Thank you.' He says as he smiles at me. I smile back and head out. 'Sapnap!' Clay exclaims when I close the door.

I eat dinner on the couch. Patches next to me.

When done I get a text from Clay.

Tall thingy: can you come upstairs for a sec?

I head upstairs and open the door after knocking. I tap his shoulder to let him know I'm there. 'Oh she's here!' Clay says. I give him a confused look and he rolls the chair back a little. 'Come sit.' He says as he pats his lap. I chuckle 'what?' He pats his lap again. 'No way.' I say. 'Come on, bad and George want to meet you.' Clay says as he pats his lap again. 'But-' Clay grabs my waist and sits me down in his lap, his chest pressed against my back as he moves his arms next to my sides to reach the mouse and keyboard.

'Alight, I'm giving her the headphones. Don't say anything stupid.' Clay warns them 'not you, bad. George.' He says before taking the headphones off and putting them on my head. 'Hello?' I ask. 'Amelia!' I hear Nick say excitedly. 'Nick!' I say back the same way. 'Hi Amelia!' A kind guy says. 'Hello!' I say back. 'Be honest, Dream is an annoying roommate, right?' Another voice asks. I chuckle 'well....' I get laughs in return. Clay wraps his arms around my waist, making me look down. He lays his head on my shoulder as he keeps playing the game. 'Bet he's noisy.' Nick says. 'Very annoying.' George adds. 'He talks about you a lot.' I say to stoke the fire a little. 'What?!' George says. I giggle at his response 'why so surprised George?' Bad asks. 'Yeah! He obviously would.' I laugh a little, getting Clay to chuckle in response.

'Wait!' He suddenly says as he moves back from me. 'What are you guys saying?!' Clay says. The others laugh. 'Why does chat say DreamNot Found confirmed?' Clay asks, making me laugh. 'Amelia!' He exclaims. I giggle softly. 'Alright sorry.' I say. Realizing there's a chat, I look at it. 'Wait....' I read some of the chats. 'Why is Everyone saying I'm adorable?' I ask. 'Because you are an adorable muffin!' Bad says. I jab Clay with my elbow at the mention of muffin. I still haven't gotten mine back. 'Bad.' I say. 'Yes?' He asks 'Clay stole my muffin earlier and still hasn't given it back.' I say. Bad gasps 'put him back on.' He says.

I take the headphones off and hand them to Clay. He puts them on and flinches before laughing. 'Well she cheated!' Clay says in defense. 'I did no such thing!' I protest. 'This again?' Clay asks. 'I can't cheat in thumb wrestling dum-y.' I say. He chuckles knowing I wanted to curse. 'Alight! I'll give it back later.' Clay says. He chuckles some more 'alright.'

He takes the headphones off again and hands them over. 'Amelia, how is it to live with the all mighty patches.' George asks. 'She's just as energetic as her owner.' I say. 'ADHD as well?' George asks joking. 'Maybe. He should get her tested.' I say. Bad chuckles 'she's adorable though.' 'She is, unlike her owner.' I say. They laugh a little. 'Dream is ugly right?' George asks. I can't help but let out a little laugh. Boy if only he knew how badly that wasn't true. They laugh at my laugh 'you guys are better not saying anything stupid!' Clay says. 'Nothing stupid, just facts.' Nick says. I snort.

After a bit Clay goes back to his stream, but he asks me to stay. So I sit with him and watch the gameplay. I read the chat as well. Some questions about me pass by. Like if I'm his girlfriend, or if we're in a relationship. One that says that Clay is cheating on George makes me need to hold my laugh. Clay notices. 'What?' He asks. I point at the chat. 'What did they say?' He asks, seeing how the chat is far gone. 'Yeah she's still here.' He says. 'No!'

After a bit it gets late and I head to bed.
Clays yelling can be heard every once in a while.