Her feet swept across the ground, back and forth as she slowly spun her chair. The back of her head leaned carefully onto the head rest, hair falling over her face.

Sapnap would arrive in a few hours.

George had been getting ready for him all day, cleaning his flat - with the help of Astrid - and running around shops to actually get food in the cupboard.

The girl had been sent home early.

Herself and George had stood in his entryway wrapped in each other's arms for at least ten minutes beforehand.

Astrid's arms tight around his waist as he rubbed her back, George would kiss her head periodically, whispering into her hairline how he'd miss her and see her in a few days when Sapnap started going to his hotel earlier.

She only nodded.

Now she was home, alone.

Well, not completely.

A friendly voice in her ear; Dream.

The boy was in the same stiff spot as her, despite not truly realising it. He'd spent the better part of the last hour nicely complaining about being alone.

Saying things like, "I'm so happy for them but-"

She knew he was happy they were meeting, but watching your best friends meet whilst you're stuck home alone must be hell on earth, especially when you can watch everything they were doing live on twitch.

"So you're not bored yet?" She teased as he told her about the cake he was going to try baking.

"What does that mean?" He laughed heartily, as he always did, "I don't have to be bored to bake a cake"

"Oh sure," she hummed, "because you would definitely be making a cake if Sapnap was still there?" An eyebrow raised.

Dream paused his laughter, not for long, but for long enough that Astrid noticed something was wrong.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, yeah - I'm fine, it's just" he paused, "I'm happy for them though, just hate that I can't be there too. Or like George be here permanently"

Her heart clenched.

"I get that, you want all of you to be together"

"Exactly, like if George could be in America right this second and we'd never have to think about England ever again it'd be amazing"

Dream obviously didn't mean to stamp on Astrid's heart whilst expressing his biggest wish, but that didn't stop it from hurting.

She knew it was his heart's desire, and probably George and Sapnaps (and if not millions of people around the world) but to her, it was her worst fear.

Not just a fear but a looming occurrence that would eventually happen.

Eventually, George would go to America, start his life with his friends and never think about England, or Astrid, ever again.

She knew it from the beginning, but it still hurt.

"And it'll happen" it took everything in her to keep her voice steady, "soon"

"I know, I know when it happens it'll be great, but right now it's just...not" he sounded so downhearted.

Astrid felt the complete opposite.

Right now, she was living life. She could see George whenever she wanted and live her fantasy life in a bubble where it was just them and nobody could interrupt.

But eventually, it'd be nothing.

No late-night Uber drives or warm hugs in his doorway. No sneaking around or secret whispers.

She'd walk down his street and stare at his door in longing, but he'd no longer be behind it, he'd be thousands of miles away.

"But..." Dream continued with a deep breath, and somehow she dreaded what he'd say next.

Whatever it was surely would comfort him, but crush her.

"I know that eventually, it will be great, only a couple of months left, and he will be here"

Yeah, crushed.

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Written: 31st January 2023

Published: 12th February 2023

Don't listen to me when i said once a week hehe