so american~
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“I know. but you’re not gonna be able to get yourself out yourself, y’know?” George said softly, taking a few steps closer to Clay.
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“Yeah, right,” Clay said with a tired chuckle, nodding. “I’ll be back in a little bit, then, okay?”
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“Yeah, okay,” George said with a nod. “You should probably try and get some sleep, too. You look awful.”
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“I feel awful,” Clay mumbled, chuckling softly. “I’ll see you later,” he spoke quietly, walking out of the room and going upstairs to shower.
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“See ya,” George said with a small smile, waving him off and shutting the door behind him.
(ts?) -
(sure u^u
what do we wanna ts to? lol) -
(u h h h
dude im so tired lmao
maybe a day or two later and they could talk about it?
or maybe smth could happen to one of them? like josie could come angry and george could answer the door or smth? 🤷♀️) -
(ooh, i like that u^u
also, valid xD
how was camp?? :))
Clay sat on the couch in the living room with George, fidgeting with the sleeves of his hoodie.
(also kind of braindead, don’t mind mee :’)) -
(the josie coming or what 😭
and it was so good! the Lord has revealed himself even more to me and i’ve made good friendships:)))
George scrolled through his phone, biting his lip absentmindedly. A knock came to the door and George perked up, heaving himself to his feet. “I’ll get it-“ he said with an exhale, moving to the door and turning it. He saw Josie, but before he could say something to her, she whipped her hand out and slapped him in the face. He doubled over for a moment, moving a hand up to gently touch the tender spot. “Holy f---ing s---, what is wrong with you?” He said angrily, glaring at her. “Where’s Clay? That was for brainwashing him or whatever s--- you did. I’m sure he’s here somewhere-“ She said matter-of-factly.
(all good lmao) -
(that’s good to hear! i’m glad you had fun!!
more fun then my camp :| lmfaooo)
Clay looked over, panic rising in him. He exhaled and stood to his feet, walking over to George’s side. “I’m not talking to you anymore, and our little ‘flings’? Over.” -
(lmaooo yeah it wasn’t as good as my last camp, but Jesus was still there, so it was great!)
“Yeah, and-“ George said, getting cut off by Josie shoving him to the side so she could step closer to Clay. She was the same height as George, and probably the same strength too. But he hadn’t been expecting her to be so pushy, so he wasn’t expecting it and was able to be pushed around a little. “Oh, cmon now, we both know you don’t want that, baby~” she said, moving a hand to rest on Clays neck. -
(amen, we love u^u)
Clay froze from Jolie’s touch, his breathing turning erratic. “Don’t you f---ing touch me,” he said, grabbing her wrist and pushing her back. He moved back to George’s side, tempted to grab onto his arm. -
(frfr u^u)
“Don’t be like that,” Jolie said, glaring at Clay. “What makes you think George actually loves you? You told me all about how he doesn’t actually love you, remember? You spilled your pathetic little guts. And who was there to comfort you? Me. I was. And you asked for it-“ “Yeah, and now he says he’s done. So get the f--- away from this house-“ George said sternly, pausing for a second. “That’s a thing in America, right? You can shoot people if they’re on your lawn or something?” -
“Pretty damn sure,” Clay muttered, crossing his arms. “So you get the f--- out of here, before I take matters into my own hands.”
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“Yeah, b----!” George spat, glaring at her. “Don’t think this is the end-“ Josie said ominously, taking a step back. George slammed the door in her face, moving his hand to rub his raw cheek again.
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