bLiZzArD ;))
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Thread Topic: bLiZzArD ;))
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(s u r e :’))
Clay stood at the entrance of the London airport, hood pulled over his head. “Jesus it really is freezing here,” he muttered with a frown on his face, trying to bring warmth back into his body. “Kinda missing Florida weather now.” -
"Yeah," George said with a chuckle, watching his boyfriend. "I also saw it might snow within the few days, so the cold should be worth it,"
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Clay gasped, his face lighting up. “Totally,” he said with a chuckle. “Now I gotta get warmer clothes- Wait, what am I gonna do with them after we get back? Not like they’ll be much use back in Florida.”
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"Just save them. You never know. And, we might come back here," George said with a chuckle, checking his phone for when the uber would come. "Our driver should be here soon, we should wait on like, the sidewalk,"
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“True,” Clay said with a nod, rubbing his hands together. “I really hope I don’t get frostbite,” he muttered, shoving his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.
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George scrunched up his nose, scoffing playfully. "You won't get frostbite, this isn't even that bad," George said with a chuckle, walking out over to the sidewalk.
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“Yeah, of course you’d say that,” Clay said with a chuckle, rolling his eyes. “Listen, I grew up in Florida. It doesn’t get cold like this in Florida, so I’m not used to it.” He huffed , tugging on the strings of his hoodie.
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"I know, I know, I'm just messin' with you," George said, chuckling. Their uber soon came, pulling up in front of them and allowing them to climb into the backseat.
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Clay chuckled, following George over to the car. He grabbed their luggage, bringing it over and putting it in the trunk before climbing into the back seat, sitting beside George.
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The driver gave them a friendly greeting, not attempting any other conversation. George didn't complain, letting out a quiet yawn and grabbing Clay's hand.
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Clay took George’s hand, smiling at his boyfriend. He let out a yawn, buckling up and leaning back against the seat.
(ts to when they get to George’s mom’s place?) -
(uh- i was thinking maybe they went to George apartment- idk maybe so the whole 'talk' felt more formal and stuff? and if one of them does feel overwhelmed, they can just leave? we could do George's moms place too tho :])
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(sure, that’s good :)
i think maybe it could be like, at his mom’s place, so then when one of them gets overwhelmed they leave to go back to George’s place? idk lol) -
(ye ye :] thats sound good :))
George unlocked the door, pushing it open. He carried their luggage in, setting it down by the couch not far from the door. "God, it's not much warmer in here, is it," George muttered to no one in particular, going to turn the heat on. -
“It’s like a f—king freezer, Jesus,” Clay muttered, rubbing his arms. He looked around, walking further into the house.
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