so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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(sureee)
George hummed quietly to wake himself up as the credits rolled, lifting his head up. “God, that movie is so stupid,” he said, chuckling groggily. -
“I know, right?” Clay said with a quiet chuckle, nodding. He exhaled softly, leaning back against the couch as he tried to focus on the credits instead of his thoughts. f---, it’s not working anymore-
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George looked over at Clay, watching his for a moment. “Do you want to put another movie on?” He asked, his smile fading slightly.
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“Sure- Yeah,” Clay replied quietly, nodding as he blindy reached for the remote. He grabbed it and turned off the movie, zoning out on the Disney+ home screen for a moment as his thoughts consumed him. No, snap out of it- You just- need a distraction. Put on a movie or something, damnit-
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“Hey- breathe,” George said softly, grabbing Clay’s forearm and squeezing it gently. “Snap out of it-“
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Clay flinched a little from George’s touch, inhaling sharply. “Right, sorry-“ He exhaled softly, looking down at the remote in his hand before putting on the second movie. He set the remote down and leaned back against the couch, leaning against George’s side.
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“No- no, that’s not what I meant,” George said softly, sighing. “Do you wanna try and talk about the thoughts?”
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“Not really, but-“ Clay exhaled softly, rubbing his face with one hand. “I probably do need to talk about them,” he murmured, hugging his legs to his chest.
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“Yeah, it’d probably be better than trying to ignore them,” George said softly, leaning over Clay and grabbing the remote to pause the movie. “So, shoot. I’m listening.”
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Clay exhaled shakily, resting his head on his knees. “I just- What if no one believes us?” He whispered softly, staring at the paused TV screen. “What if everyone takes Jolie’s side, and everyone calls me a raper, and- and then I get kicked out of school or- or worse, like, arrested or something-“
(hold on, i just found a song that kinda reminds me of george in the rp lol) -
(ooo what lol)
George nodded, staying quiet for a minute. “Valid fear- but y’know how much evidence we have, Clay? 100% more than they do-“ -
(actually it can kinda work for both clay n george lol
it’s don’t miss me by claire rosinkranz, such a fire song ngl lol)
“I- I know, but-“ Clay exhaled shakily, his hands clenching into fists. He buried his face in his knees, trying to scream with frustration. “I’m just so- angry,” he mumbled, his voice muffled from the blanket. -
(oo yes i love that song lol
that lowkey gives me an idea
maybe one day george disappears without his phone(maybe maybe not) and comes home like, blackout drunk and high or smth and clay is seriously confused n George maybe doesn’t remember or doesn’t tell him??)
“Oh, and rightfully so,” George said calmly, moving a hand to rub Clay’s back. “Have you ever seen those, like, rage room things? We should try and go to one of them, lowkey.” -
(nooooo but yesssss xD
do- do i get to know why? 🥺👉👈 lmaoo)
Clay chuckled softly, lifting his head. “f---, I’d love to do that,” he said, nodding. He exhaled and leaned into George’s side. “I can’t wait for all this drama to be f---ing over, my God,” he muttered, resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder.
(also, dude we should so do that-
i honestly imagine like, starts out kinda chill, then clay starts getting really upset and has a breakdown or smth while they’re there-) -
(oo yes
and idk yet, im trying to think 😭)
“I know, same here,” George said softly, gently scratching Clay’s back. “Wanna go to the beach or somthing? Get some fresh air and maybe you could yell a little more without disturbing people?”
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