TW/CW: Cringe, Swearing, Mentions of bruises, Homophobic joke, Hospital.
(George Pov)

Dream and I chatted for a bit longer, still trying to find out what happened last night that made us end up in the hospital but we found nothing so we decided to look around our hospital room because we were bored and suddenly I heard Dream say:

"George, come over here. I found something"

I walked over to him, already feeling the curiosity kill me

"What did you find this time? It better not be something stupid like a ciggarette or something" I said and I heard him scoff

"I'm being serious. I found a phone"

"Well, what are we supposed to do with it? Should we return it or something?" I asked him.

"You're such an idiot. I mean yeah, we can return it but we can call Sapnap using this phone too, yk? He went to the party with us so he probably knows what happened" he said.

"Wait, that's actually a good idea" I responded.

"I'll call his number now" Dream said and began to dial Sapnap's phone number. It took a while for him to respond but he eventually did.

"Uhm.. Hi? Who are you?" We heard him say thru the phone.

"Sapnap! It's us!" Dream said and Sapnap reconised his voice.

"The gay homies?" Sapnap said. "Who's phone did you steal?"

"That's not the point, Sappy. Do you remember anything that happened yesterday at that party? Because we literally just woke up in the fucking hospital with matching bruises on our hands" I said.

"Matching bruises you say? Well, you're not going to like the truth" Sapnap said.

"Just say it, we're desperate" Dream responded impatiently

"Alright, alright. I don't want you to go like 'I see red when i'm mad' again. So, basically, last night you were both very drunk and you decided that you wanted to get matching tattoos but you coudn't find a tattoo gun anywhere so you were both just going up to people like 'Hey, do you have a tattoo gun, we need it for personal reasons' and someone got tired of it and gave you an old broken tattoo gun.." Sapnap said.

"But those aren't tattoos, they're like-.. bruises or something" I said.

"Well, as I mentioned earlier, the tattoo gun was very old so it didnt work very well and because you were drunk, you decided to lock yourselves into a random room together and try your best to get those matching tattoos but since you were drunk, you kinda messed them up and made them look like some random bruises. However, you were both happy with it as long as they were matching" Sapnap said.

"So those aren't bruises, they're just really messed up tattoos? That means they're permanent" Dream said and then I asked Sapnap:

"That doesn't really explain why we woke up in the hospital tho" I said and waited for Sapnap's answear.

"Well, after some time, you got soo drunk that you passed out and since you both had some fresh 'bruises' on yourselves, some people throught you got beaten up so they called the ambulance and that's basically how you ended up there"

"Oh. That makes sense" Dream said.

"Yeah, and I hate to break it to you, but you really have to return that phone now, yk? Also, ill come later to pick you up from the hospital, don't worry about it" Sapnap said and then the call ended.

"We should really quit alcohol, yk?" I heard Dream say.

"I told you we shoudn't go to that party, now let's go return that damn phone!" I responded and we both looked for someone to help us return the 'stolen' phone.

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