so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Allowing me??” George said with a scoff, laughing. “You offered, and then snatched it away! You’re such a liar! And there’s no f---ing way there is,” he said, stepping out and closing the door behind him.
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Clay laughed, laying back on the hammock. “There’s enough room, trust me,” he said with a chuckle, gesturing for George to come over.
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George groaned playfully, chuckling quietly as he walked over. He laid down next to Clay, their shoulders and thighs touching. “I can already feel the cooties! Ew, I’m gonna be sick!”
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“Shut the f--- up and eat your damn Ritz crackers, George,” Clay said with a chuckle, gently nudging his side as he went back to eating and trying to ignore his pounding heart. Holy s---, we’re literally laying beside each other!
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(lmaoo witerallyy)
George laughed, rolling his eyes as he grabbed another cracker, taking a bite. He held it up to show Clay, glancing over at him. “Look, it’s you!” -
“What the hell does that mean?” Clay asked, laughing.
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“It’s a cracker, dumb---,” George said with a laugh, finishing off the cracker and grabbing another one.
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“So I’m a cracker? Boo hoo, woe is me,” Clay said with a chuckle, rolling his eyes playfully. He chuckled, subconsciously leaning closer to George’s side. “Pfft- Boo hoo cracker- f---, I’m such a dork~”
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George laughed, reaching up using the hand with the cracker to rub his eye. “Holy s---, you’re dumb.”
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“I know you are, but what am I?” Clay joked with a chuckle, closing up the bag of Lays and setting it beside him.
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George mockingly repeated Clays sentence to him, groaning quietly afterwards and laughing. “You’re such a looser- Do I-“ a yawn cut him off. “Do I really have to spend the next eight months with you??”
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“Hate to break it to you, but yeah, I think so,” Clay replied with a chuckle, glancing over at George. He yawned softly, smiling. “f---, you’ve got me yawning, too~“ He hummed as he crossed his ankles, closing his eyes for a moment.
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“Oh, f--- off,” George said with a chuckle, crossing his arms and looking up at the sky.
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Clay chuckled and subconsciously leaned closer to George, his head dropping a little and resting on the brunette’s shoulder. He uncrossed his legs, dangling one foot off the hammock. He pushed off and got the hammock swinging, pulling his leg back up. “Is there anything in particular you’d wanna do while you’re here in Florida?”
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“Tan,” George said with a tired chuckle, noticing Clays head but not thinking or caring much of it. “Nah, but like, what is there to do here?”
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