so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Pretty s---ty, honestly,” Clay muttered as he let go of Nick, exhaling softly. He moved back to George’s side, gently grabbing his hand.
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“Yeah, I’ve heard, dude, I’m so sorry,” Nick said with a sympathetic look. “If there’s anything I could do to help, let me know-“
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“I don't think there’s really much you guys can do,” Clay said, exhaling softly. “Honestly, I- I think I just need some professional help or something-“
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“Oh, hell yeah, go for it, dude,” Nick said softly, taking a step back. “Never a bad idea.”
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Clay nodded, running a hand through his hair. “God, I need to get out of here,” he muttered, exhaling softly as he kept nervously looking around, as if someone was gonna jump out and start harassing him.
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Nick frowned, glancing from Clay to George. “Yeah, okay. We gotta go Nick, but it was nice talking to you,” George said with a polite smile. “Alright, yeah, see ya- stay safe you two, okay?”
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“Bye, Nick,” Clay said with a weak smile, crossing his arms over his chest.
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“See ya,” Nick said with a wave, heading back towards the cafeteria as the other two started to the front entrance.
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Clay exhaled softly, staying close by George’s side as they walked out to his car. He unlocked it and climbed inside, buckling up.
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“Please be honest,” George said softly, glancing at Clay. “Are you okay to drive or do we need to call your mom?”
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“No, I think I’m okay,” Clay replied, looking over at George, “but if I do start feeling anxious or anything, I’ll pull over, okay?”
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“Yeah, perfect,” George said with a small smile, buckling up.
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Clay nodded, a small smile on his face. He pulled out of the parking lot and left the school, heading back to his house. They soon arrived and Clay parked the car, hopping out.
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George blew out a breath of relief as he pulled into the driveway, unbuckling and hopping out. “Do you want me to get that bath started? You could grab a snack or something.”
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“I’m not really hungry, honestly,” Clay replied, crossing his arms over his chest as he walked to the front door. He unlocked the door, walking inside to see Sam sat on the couch. “Uh- What’re you doing home?” He asked, furrowing his brows with suspicion.
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