twenty nine

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(ayo? meetup chapter?)

raelynn grunted in frustration.

"I swear to god if this asshat doesn't pick up the fucking phone."

she groaned loudly when she was taken to dreams voicemail once again.

"why the fuck isn't he answering? jesus christ."

she rolled her eyes and texted karl.

[ MESSAGES ]

karl 💖

do you know why dream
won't answer his phone?

nope

did he say anything
about being busy?

uh not that I know of

weird

"annoying." raelynn grunted, throwing her phone on the floor.

Karl's POV

"she's asking me why you aren't answering her calls." karl laughed.

"who?" dream replied

"rae,"

"oh shit. my phone died."

"you can call her from my phone?" karl suggested.

"she's not supposed to know we're together, idiot." quackity laughed.

"are we almost there yet?" sapnap groaned.

"almost." karl replied

"how much longer?" quackity whined

"oh my god you guys are like children." dream sighed.

"fuck off bitch," quackity said blandly.

"who knew a trip to the store would take so long." george yawned.

"time flies when you're having fun!" quackity chirped

"I just said that time was going slow?"

"exactly."

the 3 in the back started laughing.

"guys I'm trying to focus on the road can you shut up?" karl sighed.

"yeah, you guys are giving me a headache." dream said, turning around in his seat and looking at them.

"sorry, daddy dream." quackity joked.

"and mommy karl." sapnap laughed.

dream groaned.

"stop being party poopers." george muttered.

quackity and sapnap cackled at the way george's accent made the sentence sound.

"stohp being pah-tee poup-ahs" quackity mocked.

"I hate you." george grumbled.

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