《Letters // Dream x Reader》2
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It's been around a week since I sent the letter.
Right now I was standing before my mailbox. Hopes were high for a response, but the letters I would get were probably gonna be some about my bills.
I finally opened it, to be greeted by three or four letters and a box. Rightttt- I bought a few books online. One of them finally being "the seven husbands of-" what was her name again? El something.
Right as I took it out I put the letters on top of the box- which was a bit heavy.
"Bills, bills, more bills." I sighed. No sign of dreams respond. I was getting my hopes high, really, and Mason was a big part of that.
All the letters for the bills were about it getting more expensive. The landlord is pretty old fashioned and stays away from technology as much as possible, leaving me with a million letters from him.
As I was reading a bit about it through that little see through hole whilst walking, when I accidentally bumped into someone.
"Au- sorry." I said, the letter falling out of my hand.
"Oh, no problem. Here you go miss." The- very- familiar voice.
I looked up right away to see the mailman standing there. "Oh! Billy, hi!" I said, putting the letter back on the box. He was a good friend of my dad.
"Y/N! Long time no see!"
"Yeah, I've been a bit busy with college and work just like in the past few year."
"Ah, yes. College is very hard. It's almost end of the year. I wish you the best of luck with your exams!"
"Thanks!" I waved goodbye quickly before grasping on the box again. Billy waved back and I made my way out.
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(Ha, ya thought it was gonna be dream)
Out of nowhere, I hear Billy yelling my name from behind.
"Y/N wait!" I stopped right away and turned to look at him.
"What is it?"
"I've got another letter for you. Here. Bye!" He waved, running back inside after placing the letter on the other ones.
A letter- a green one. I thought it was from my landlord again, but he would never send a green letter. Was it some special occasion this time?
But when i turned it around, my questions were answered.
From: Clay
My heart skipped a beat.
No way, right? There's no way this was real.
I ran to my car, turning it on and driving back home, whilst calling Mason right away.
"Hey dude what's up?"
"DREAM-"
"HE GAVE YOU AN ANSWER? WHERE'S THE PATCHES PIC?" She yelled.
"No- Well yes he sent a letter back BUT- I still didn't open it. You're coming to my house right away."
"I'm standing before your door. Y/N do you forget were neighbours sometimes?"
"Right- yeah- I'll be there soon. Bye."
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After getting home Mason bombarded me with questions, knowing damn well I still didn't open the dann letter.
"Ok wait were opening it!" I sat down on the sofa, taking the letter and opening it.
Hello Y/N,
Thanks for the letter and drawing (I decided on adding a drawing later on.) The envelope is also very nice, thanks for that, too.
As for you and your friends request, here's a limited edition photo of Patches just for you.
-Dream
Mason finished reading before me and took the printed out picture of Patches, revealing another little message under it. (It was taped on the letter)
Ps. There's two for both of you :)
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I smiled as I read it, Mason handing me the other one, since they had accidentally took both.
"Ah, remember when I had to force you into the dream smp fandom and you didn't wanna join because the fan base was- and is- so toxic?" Mason reminded. "Well, you now have this all becouse of me."
"Yeah yeah shut up." I laughed, turning the envelope around to see not only my own po box, but also dreams. But it sounded different than what I remembered, so I googled it.
"Hey uh- Mason?" They turned to me. "I think Dream accidentally wrote down his own damn address, not only his po box." I said, handing her the envelope.
"Holy shit- He for real did!" Mason said, standing up from the couch. "What was he thinking?"
"I don't know- maybe he was in a hurry or something." I leaned my head back, pulling up the letter with me, which Mason handed me back.
"Ok, first I wanna frame the picture of Patches." I said, standing up and taking the photo.
"Yeah same- BUT- This gives you another reason to to send him a letter." Mason smirked, also picking up the picture.
"Sure whatever. See ya." I said as they left my apartment.
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After framing the photo, I took out another paper and started writing on it.
Hey, it's me again.
Sorry to bother with the whole letter sending stuff but I wanted to say you wrote down your address instead of your po box. I won't do anything with it, I'm not that kinda person, but I wanted to tell you this.
-Y/N
I quickly made another origami envelope and got into my car.
When I got to the post office, I went to the same woman as a from a week before.
She smiled as she took the letter. "Same address as last week. Are they your lover?" She smirked.
I laughed at the comment a bit. "No, it's just some guy you've probably never heard of."
"Try me."
"Well- don't laugh, but it's that super famous YouTuber Dream." I said.
The woman turned to look at me. "Oh, your bought I wouldn't know him? I may be old but not up to date with the trends." She said with a little smirk. "Did he give you an answer?"
"Yeah, and he accidentally sent his real address, so I wanted to tell him that."
"Ah, some things never change.." She mumbled. "Well, he should get it soon. Have a nice day."
"You too!"
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