you’re sitting on a cloud made of cotton candy, and it’s raining soda. A bird that’s actually just a Peep flies by, and you grab it by the wing, taking a bite out of it before dropping it. Whoops. The cloud starts disintegrating from the soda, and a hole forms big enough for you to fall through, You start falling feeling yourself panic as you reach closer to-

“HOLY SHIT…”

It was just a dream, I guess you could say your sweetest dream, but you wake up early in the morning. It’s around 5:37 am, and 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗 starts calling you.

you and him have been very close best friends for a year now, but you’re still surprised as to how early 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗 is up. And why is he calling you? Do you answer?