Too Good For This World
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Thread Topic: Too Good For This World
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"What happened, though?" George said, his throat getting tight. "It was all perfect for a little while. What did I do?"
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"That's the thing. You didn't do anything wrong. H-He was doing it all along." Clay said softly. "It's the same thing that happened to me, George. He just got caught sooner."
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"But I thought he- he loved me," George said quietly, tears slipping down his cheeks.
Nick came back inside, sunscreen in hand. "Got it!" -
Clay wiped George's tears away. "I know," He whispered. His grip on George tightened slightly. "I know."
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George flinched as Clay wiped his tears away. Fresh ones just replaced the ones he got rid of, although George wasn't really focused on that. "Why did he care so much if he didn't love me?"
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Clay noticed his friend's reaction but decided not to address it. "B-Because he wanted to use you. He didn't care and I hate him for that."
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George shuddered a little, taking a deep breath. He nodded a little, trying to process.
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"I've got you, okay?" Clay said reassuringly.
"Any idea where my phone is?" Karl asked sheepishly -
George nodded, exhaling shakily.
"Uh, no," Nick said, glancing around. "I'll help you find it, though." -
"Breathe slowly." Dream whispered.
Karl groaned and walked into the living room. "Where is iiiit!?" -
George listened, slowing down his breathing.
Nick chuckled, following him. "Check all the cusions! He exclaimed, grabbing on and throwing it to the side. -
Clay blushed, fully realizing how close he and George were. He was yet again thankful that the lights were off.
"Ugh, okay." Karl lifted a cushion and peeked underneath. "You're so aggressive-" He teased. -
George subconsciously leaned closer, resting his head on Clay's shoulder.
Nick chuckled, doing the same to another cushion. "It's the only proper way to do it-" -
Clay's eyes widened in shock and his face reddened even more.
"B-But you don't need to abuse them!" Karl joked, -
George's eyes fluttered shut, and he sighed quietly.
"Their just cushions," Nick said with a chuckle throwing off another one. Karl's phone appeared under it. "Aha! Here you go."
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