CHAPTER 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. ✧ ೃ༄
❝ UNKNOWN NUMBER. ❞

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Hey, can you do me a favor?
George • 3:35 PM ✔️

Sure what is it?
Dream • 3:35 PM ✔️

Can you text this number
xxx-xxx-xxxx and see who
it is? I can't text them because
long distance messages aren't
working for me rn and I don't
have the number saved
George • 3:35 PM ✔️

What do you want me
to text them?
Dream • 3:35 PM ✔️

George?
Dream • 3:38 PM ✔️

George?
Dream • 3:40 PM ✔️

Omggg you bitch
Dream • 3:40 PM ✔️

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Hi
3:48 PM

Who is this???
3:48 PM

You tell me first
3:48 PM

You texted me first
3:48 PM

Okay but I want to
know who you are
first bc of my safety
3:48 PM

Do you not think I care
about mine? Tell me your
name dumbass
3:48 PM

You are so annoying
3:48 PM

Wait
3:48 PM

I know who you are
3:48 PM

Dream????
3:48 PM

Angelica?
3:48 PM

Yea dumbass it's me
3:48 PM

How'd you get my number?
3:48 PM

George gave it to me
because he said his
messages weren't
working
3:48 PM

And you believed him?
3:49 PM

He's my friend!
3:49 PM

Oh my god 🤦🏻‍♀️
3:49 PM

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"Oh, my God, guys," George laughed as soon as he received two notifications from his friends. "They texted me."

"Who?" Sapnap asked.

"Dream and Ang," George answered, opening Angelica's message first. "Angelica is wondering why I gave Dream her number while Dream is, in all caps, texting me why I gave him her number."

"You gave Dream Angelica's phone number?" Bad asked, laughter escaping his lips.

"Yeah," George continued laughing. "I told Dream to text the number for me because my long distance text messages weren't working and I didn't have the number saved."

"You genius," Karl giggled.

"What should I say?" George asked.

"Don't answer!" Quackity exclaimed. "Because if you don't answer, they're going to text each other and see if you messaged the other."

"Yes!"

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What the hell George?
3:52 PM

George?
3:54 PM

You ass
3:57 PM

This isn't what I meant
when I gave you permission
to make us become friends
3:57 PM

You better answer
asshole or I'm going to
fucking punch you
3:57 PM

My phone number? Really?
3:58 PM

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Did he answer?
4:00 PM

Nope
4:01 PM

He probably fell
asleep or is ignoring us
4:01 PM

I'm going with the second one
4:01 PM

The second one
4:01 PM

...
4:01

I know what he's
trying to do 🤦🏻‍♀️
4:01 PM

what?
4:01 PM

He's trying to make us
become friends
4:01 PM

Us? Friends? 😂
Mkay, sure
4:01 PM

Believe me, I don't even
want to be friends with you
4:01 PM

Hmm sure
4:01 PM

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Angelica sighed at eyeing the message and turned it off, rubbing her eyes. She had a good day yesterday, an amazing one, for the first time in a while. She woke up early, went on a walk with Gumbo, came home, made breakfast, watched some TV, cleaned her house, and streamed after eating a nice dinner she had made. She even slept earlier and didn't cry at all like she usually did.

But now, she felt like shit, and she was mad at herself for feeling this way. She was always happy and energetic during her streams despite having crying her eyes out minutes prior because she was just so disappointed with herself. No one saw that.

Ignoring Dream's message, she went to her couch, wrapped herself in a blanket, and started watching Coraline, the only movie that could make her a bit happier right now. Gumbo sat next to her and jumped in her arms, cuddling her, as if sensing her sadness.

"Tomorrow's gonna be better, Gumbo. Hopefully. If not, we can just stay in bed and cry together."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I just remembered that I
took ELD in elementary
school... am I a cool kid?