this is from my other story that i deleted.
dreamnotfound/gream

george
i was streaming with my face-cam on when i got a donation that said, "hi george and dream, i love you guys so much. but.. can you check out my post on twitter called "i love dream," please?" as i read that, i could feel my icheeks heat up. 'i'm not going to say that yet, especially not on stream.' i thought. now, dream is completely quiet, for some reason. "dream?" i ask. no answer. "dreaaaammm!" i say again. no answer. "uh, dream?" i ask, genuinely getting concerned. no answer. i end the stream, turn my phone on, and call dream. through dream's microphone, i hear some moving, this makes me even more worried. "george?" dream asks. "oh my gosh dream, you scared me. where were you?" i ask. "the bathroom. sorry i didn't tell you." dream said. "oh, it's ok. i'm going to tweet out about me ending the stream so abruptly." i said. "ok, good, they're probably worried." dream laughed.
wc: 164
a/n: this wasn't really gream, but whatever.