| He can't do this without him. |
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Dream was sitting in the corner of his enclosure, tucked back against the wall. His cape was pulled over his head, quiet sniffles heard as he clung to his knees, golden tears sliding down his cheeks.

Typically, Dream would be up and out, smushed against the glass, or chasing other bitties down to play. Instead, here he was, crying and hugging himself- the light outside the shop windows already nearly black, barely any customers coming in today anyways, it only minutes from closing.

He wasn't explicitly upset about anything really, he was mostly just lonely, and missed his brother.