bLiZzArD ;))
- Locked due to inactivity on May 29, '22 3:54am
Thread Topic: bLiZzArD ;))
-
Clay smiled happily, closing his eyes in content. “Y’know, now that I think about it, maybe we could just not go see your mom,” he joked with a chuckle.
-
"I'd be down for that," George responded, chuckling.
-
Clay chuckled, sidling closer to George. He buried his face in the brunette’s chest, hugging onto his waist.
-
George smiled, running a hand through Clay's hair.
-
Clay lifted his head, yawning. He shifted onto his back, reaching for his phone. “In all seriousness, what time are we thinking of going to see your mom?”
-
"We can go once we're both ready," George said, propping himself up on his elbows.
-
Clay nodded, sitting up and stretching his arms. “Do you have any warmer jackets I could borrow, because my hoodies ain’t gonna cut it,” he said with a chuckle, running a hand through his hair.
-
"Probably, yeah. I can go look," George said, climbing out of bed and stretching before heading over to the closet to search. Once he didn't find one in there, he shut the door to it a little, walking out of the room to another closet where he found one, hopefully, big enough for Clay.
-
Clay got out of bed and walked over to his suitcase, sitting down on the ground and opening it. He pulled out his clothes, standing and setting them on the bed. He looked down at his phone and sat on the edge of the bed, looking through his notifications.
-
"I found one!" George called as he walked back into the room, holding the coat in his hands. "I hope this fits you, it was pretty big on me when I had it,"
-
Clay looked up, taking the coat from George. “Thanks,” he said with a smile, setting his phone down. “I’m gonna go change real quick.” He stood and grabbed his clothes, walking out of the bedroom and heading towards the bathroom.
-
"Alright," George said with a nod, walking over to his closet and picking out an outfit.
-
Clay came out of the bathroom a while later, going into the kitchen and rummaging through the fridge and cupboards. “Babe, why do you have like, nothing good to eat?” Clay called from the kitchen, chuckling.
-
"I've been gone for like, a month!" George called back, coming out of their room and down the two steps into the kitchen.
-
Clay chuckled, looking over at George. “So, we going out to eat then?”
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
