Dream goes to a restaurant

                                    

                                          
The group sat around the living room, brainstorming ways to reach the Overworld and rescue Dream when Time suddenly appeared in her usual, dramatic fashion. "What are you guys doing?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at them.
"Discussing if pineapple goes on pizza. It doesn't, by the way," Minho lied smoothly, folding his arms.
"But, it literally does," Felix said, completely ruining the cover story.
"It literally doesn't," Minho shot back, his tone laced with mock offense.
"It does!" Felix insisted, his voice rising.
"It doesn't!"
"It DOES!"
"It DOESN'T!"
This verbal tennis match went on for a solid five minutes, the rest of the group exchanging exasperated glances while Minho and Felix got increasingly louder.
"Alright, let's not start World War III over pizza toppings," Chan finally said, holding up his hands to restore peace. "Let's move on."
Time sighed, clearly unimpressed by their antics. "Anyway," she said, sitting down and crossing her legs with an air of impatience, "since Dream is gone, I was curious—what does she usually do while she's here?"
The group exchanged looks, collectively shrugging.
"She'd mostly be in her room, watching that show about superheroes," Jisung said casually.
"Erm, actually," Chan began, holding up a single finger to correct him, "it's called Miraculous."
"And why do you know that?" Minho asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow.
"Because I listen," Chan replied matter-of-factly, shooting Minho a pointed look.
Time rolled her eyes, clearly not in the mood for their banter. "Well then, let's watch this Miracle show together," she said, her tone dripping with mild annoyance.
"It's Miraculous," Chan corrected her again. "And we didn't watch it together. Dream always watched it alone, usually in her room. She only came out for food."
"Why would she come out for food? We don't eat," Time said, tilting her head in confusion.
"I don't know," Chan replied with a shrug. "She's Dream. She does what she wants."
"Oh, so she's not around much?" Time pressed, her tone casual but her eyes sharp.
"Well, we'd go places sometimes," Jeongin offered. "Like that one time we went to the gas station, but Felix started seeing people, so we had to come home."
"It was a person," Felix corrected, sounding indignant.
"Oh, right, totally normal," Minho said sarcastically. Then he turned to Time, a curious glint in his eye. "Hey, Time, I've got a silly question."
"Go ahead," she replied, resting her chin on her hand.
"Can humans go to... you know... the Above?" he asked, feigning nonchalance.
Time tilted her head, studying him. "Only if one of us takes you. But not on your own," she explained. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious," Minho said with a shrug. "Dream never mentioned it."
Time narrowed her eyes slightly, suspicion flickering across her face. "Dream doesn't tell you a lot of things, does she?" she said, her voice laced with subtle accusation.
Chan immediately stepped in, redirecting the conversation. "It's not like that. She's just... reserved. It's not a big deal."
Time looked like she wanted to press further, but instead, she stood up and stretched dramatically. "Well, I guess I'll leave you guys to your pizza debate," she said, smirking. "Try not to miss Dream too much. I'm sure she's doing just fine... wherever she is."