lmao the title has nothing to do with the chap but i love the sound of "Sin City" and blinding lights a great song
Summary: this tweet i saw in a video and fell head over fucking heels with<333
also if the watermark gets in the way sorry! but i think you get the basic idea
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(also i used https://www.coolsymbols.us/ for the border its really good)
The sun was partially blocked by clouds, creating a misty and tired aura in London.
It was a normal morning. Well, for most people. For a certain British brunette, this was the start to something he would never forget for all his years on earth. He had woken up to Dog barking like a psychopath, probably at a squirrel or something, and was getting a really bad headache.
As the protagonist of our story, George Davidson, woke up to the incessant noise, he asked himself why the hell he had decided to live in an area with so much foot traffic even when he knew how easy it was to rile Dog up. She barks at anything and everything, or even for no reasons at all. However, he had woken up much later than usual because of a long, late-night stream, and Dog was probably just hungry.
"Jeez, how long can she go before having to stop and take a breath?" George mumbled to himself, throwing the heavy sheets off himself and standing up. It was incredible how much endurance she had that morning considering sometimes she could barely walk down the block for a little exercise.
As he swung the door open, a chill ran down his hoodie and engulfed his back, all the way to his baby blue socks. And then, his mortal enemy appeared.
A mild inconvenience. (lmao same dude)
Yeah, as he stepped through the doorframe he forgot what he had to do and stood there like a dope for 10 minutes trying to remember what he had to do.
A sharp barking snapped him back to reality.
Oh right. Feed Dog. Why have I been forgetting things more often?
New POV: Dream.
A cold sigh left me, and I remembered sitting at the window sill as a child, drawing shapes into the condensation that would collect on cold days thanks to the steam leaving my mother's boiling showers. Elegant and sweet lady, my mother. Even if she is a tiny bit high-maintenance. I wish I could still feel all the things I could when I was still alive. You're never thankful for what you have until it's taken away. I'm pretty sure that's what they wrote on my tombstone.
I really miss my mom, my sister, and my best friend, but there is one person I will never miss. My father. He's the reason why I'm in this whole situation in the first place, but something good, no, great, did come out of him murdering me, so if I ever do see him again, hopefully in hell, I must thank the old bird. But about that Great thing?
Yeah, I think his name's George Davidson or something.
It doesn't matter. What does matter though, is the fact he's the most adorable little thing that's stepped into this house besides patches and his Dog, Dog. Yes, that's its actual name. I heard him explain it to some Sapnap guy. Something about not wanting to keep her for very long originally, but then a week turned into 2 weeks, and before he knew it he got attached and she didn't respond to anything else. Also weird name, sapnap is, but one could argue that Dream's a weird name too. Then again, George always says he has a stupid "gamer-tag" or "username" when referring to sapnap, and he loves asking why he chose something so random. Meanwhile, I never chose Dream as a name. I would have preferred something more low-key like Clay. Or Brandon.
If I could talk to him, I think I'd talk his ears off for the rest of eternity because there are so many things I'd love to talk to chat with him about, or I'd let him talk mine off just so that I could hear his absolutely perfectly-fitting accent with the notes of excitement I hear him add so often over his many calls to his thousands of friends.
Being a streamer sounds fun, but incredibly tiring. He's always complaining that someone woke him up or that it was too early for someone's bullshit, but all he does is sleep and stay up till three in the morning playing video games. So maybe he's a little biased, but that doesn't matter to me.
This morning I was messing around in his room as he slept, (it sounds better when you're a ghost and you can float around without making noise), when I almost jumped out of my non-existent skin at Dog freaking out. It didn't wake George up until much later when he finally rolled outta bed grumbling something about her never breathing I think, but all I could focus on was his super fluffy-looking bed head.
I wonder what he's thinking about now. He wouldn't mind, would he?
You mortals may know the experience of walking into another room, and not remembering why you are there. Well, that's a ghost wanting to know your thoughts. All we have to do is stand in your path, and the minute you pass through us we can swap out your latest thought for an empty one, creating the "Wait, Why Did I Come In Here?" effect.
Yeah, it's fine. He won't even know.
Standing in his doorway, Dream leans against the frame with a soft smile aimed at the approving victim. Before he knows it, his memory was transferred to Dream, who noted George thought of his little dog before himself.
I remember everything i "borrow" from George. And when I say Everything, I mean it. All the "Wait, what did I need this for?" to all the "What wrong with this code? It looks like it should be running fin-WAIT!" He's actually pretty interesting, and his thoughts always taste better than normal thoughts do. It's just something about them. He puts more thought into them than one would expect, and it would really show if everyone could read minds the way I can.
Not to mention I can always tell when he's feeling down, needing a little puppy love.
And whenever that happens I just send Dog to go check on him, and lo and behold, it always works. Like, when he's been editing for a long time and he doesn't want to go take a break, I get Dog to go force him, and once he comes back his work is even better than it would have been if he kept going non-stop.
I'm such a good roommate.
yurrrrrrrrrrr umm well first off even tho i don't think anyone reads these if you guys were wondering y it took me so long to update its cuz i was SO BUSY
first, my sister came home from the Netherlands (not the ones from Minecraft) and we hung out a lot
and my dad was like "ight we got shit to do asap" so i was doing chores and errands and waking up early and i have swim class this sat but i think its the last one so yay
and even tho this was a lot of fun to make, if i don't finish by the time school starts I'm gonna have to stop updating as much as i would like to
so if i dont finish it soon i might update like twice a month or sumth but like
yea
sorry i took so long, my parents dont know what summer means -_-