~nine hour flight~

The clock was heard once again. It was now six in the morning and the brunet had to get up in order not to miss his flight to Florida. Today was the day, the man would meet his best friend in person for the first time.

He hadn't gotten that much sleep from the night before. Was it his happiness keeping him awake or was it his nervousness? He wasn't sure about the answer.

As the man finally got up to get ready, his phone buzzed and on the now lightened up screen a message popped up.

His curiosity lead him to the phone and with a quick glance he realized that the person messaging him was the green blob known as Dream.

Pissbaby👽

Hello Georgie

Me

Hello! What's up?

Pissbaby👽

Oh nothing. Just wondering when should I come pick you up from the airport

Me

Oh you don't have to. I can call an Uber.

Pissbaby👽

No. I'll come pick you up 🙂

Me

Okay then. Well my flight is in an hour. I'll text you once I'm there since I am not exactly sure of when I'm gonna be there.

Pissbaby 👽

Okay sure! Have a good flight then.

Me

Thank you! 😊

Pissbaby 👽

No problem 😊 Bye!

Me

Bye!

And with that, his phone screen was once more black.

George walked over to his window and opened the blinds, letting the sun in and bringing in fresh air.

His chest rised up and then down as his lungs filled with air and his nose experienced what the newly planted flowers smelled like.

Peace was all he felt right now but he knew that he had to get ready.

So he walked. His destination being the bathroom. The brunet took a quick shower and brushed his teeth as his reflection in the mirror did the same. Once he got out of his bathroom and into his bedroom, his eyes fell upon the black Dream hoodie that was laying on his bed and a pair of black jeans that were thrown over his gaming chair.

That's when he thought to himself 'should I wear this hoodie?'. Making up his mind wasn't hard with stuff like this. If he wanted to do something he would do it and wearing the hoodie was one of the many things he wanted to do.

His quick decisions have lead him to bad outcomes sometimes though and those bad outcomes lead him to his now messed up past.

Even though his decision on what to wear wasn't a big deal he grew up, being scared while making choices on his own. To be more specific the man started taking decisions seriously after what happened.

Well that story is for another time, for now the brunet pulled the black hoodie over his head and the black pare of jeans on.

He looked at himself up and down. It wasn't much but it was okay.

With that, the time has now passed and he had thirty minutes left before the plane takes off, making the man hurry up

With one last look around his house and his suitcases in his hand as well as his backpack thrown over his back, he said goodbye to London.

" Goodbye my home. I'll see you soon "

And with a big slam, the door was closed and locked behind George and he was soon picked up by a taxi.

" Where to ?"

Said the taxi driver as he looked at the brunet from the mirror.

" To the airport please "

" Okay sir "

Speed took over the car as it's tires rammed through the road of pavement.

And with that he was off to the airport.

It only took him ten minutes to get to the airport considering he wasn't living that far away from it.

It was now 6:47 in the morning.

He only had 13 minutes to get on the plane and finally meet his friend.

The brunet walked to the gate, leading to the plane 's entrance and stopped to scan his suitcases and himself.

The scanner made a biping sound as a green light appeared.

"You can go sir" said the man who helped him scan his stuff while giving him his things back.

"Thank you! Have a nice day"

"You too, sir"

So there he was.

In the plane

Nine hours and twenty minutes away from his destination.

His head was pressed against the window and he had his headphones on as music came through them.

The brunet looked at the clouds and the blue sky until his sight became blurry and he drifted off to sleep.

Three hours have passed by and George eventually woke up from his nap.

Six more hours to go.

"What am I gonna do for six ho-"

His words were cut off from a buzz coming from his phone.

The source of the buzz was a message he received from Dream.

Pissbaby 👽

Hey!

Me

Hi Dream!

Pissbaby 👽

How is your flight going?

Me

It's going okay so far. I only have 6 more hours and them I'm out of here.

Pissbaby 👽

6 hours?

Me

Yup! I already slept for 3 hours so I have nothing else to do right now

Pissbaby 👽

We can talk for a bit if you want.

Me

Sure

Pissbaby 👽

Okay I'll call right now.

With that, George placed his earphones on his ears once again and got ready to speak to his friend.

Not much time passed by as his phone lit up and the name popped up.

The brunet picked up the phone and placed the mic closer to his mouth.

"Hey Georgie"

"Hello Dream"

"Why do you keep calling me Dream? It's like me calling you Georgenotfound"

"Okay, okay. Hello Clay"

" What time is it for you? "

" 10:20 am"

" Oh it's 7:20 for me so it's still pretty early"

" Yeah. Oh I just remembered. Did Nick already leave? "

" No. I think you'll be able to see him for a couple of minutes before he leaves"

" That's great"

" It's a little sad he won't be here with us though"

" Yeah I know. I wish he would stay"

" He'll come back one day before you leave so you will at least have time to spend a day with him"

" Oh that's nice"

" Yeah I know. Anyway, I gotta go shopping right now since I have nothing for you to eat"

" Thank you for caring for me masked man "

" No problem. Bye! "

" Bye! "

And with that, the call ended.

" Five and a half more hours to go"

The man sat there scrolling through Instagram and commenting on some posts.

Dream on the other hand was in his house, ready to go shopping.

"NICK!"

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to the store to buy some food. I'll be back in 30 minutes or so"

"Okay bye"

"Bye"

And he took off.

With his keys and his wallet in his hands, he got inside his car and started driving to the store.

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