so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Mm, no- no, I had fun otherwise,” George said with a shrug, curling his legs into his chest. “Not like this hasn’t happened before- the ladies know I’m hard to get,” he said with a laugh, zoning out and staring at the dashboard.
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“But she- she tried to touch you, she- you’re not upset? Or- Or grossed out??” Clay asked, his breathing becoming erratic. “You- You’re not worried, at all?? Like, that’s sexual harassment, dude-“
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“Dude, breathe,” George said, glancing over at Clay. “But, like, I mean- I dunno. I’m not that worried about- my body, I guess?” His voice trailed off, his vision getting fuzzy again.
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Clay watched George for a moment, exhaling shakily. “Sorry, I-“ He groaned softly, rubbing his face with his hands. He buckled up, starting the car. “Close the door, we’re going home.”
(bro, inside out got me cryin over here, dude xD) -
(girlll nooo lmao)
George nodded slightly, doing his best to snap out of it and closing the door. -
(iTs sO GoOd, BrO-
i frikkin love inside out u^u)
Clay took a deep breath, driving off and heading back home. It was already past curfew, but he didn’t care at this point, -
(it’s pretty good u^u)
George curled up, hiding his face as a blaring heading flared. -
(u^u)
Clay soon pulled up at his house, parking his car in the driveway. He unbuckled and got out, shutting his door and walking to the front door. -
George opened the door, barely being able to pull himself to his feet. “Can you help?”
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“s---- Yeah, sorry,” Clay said when he looked back, walking over to George and popping a piece of gum in his mouth. He wrapped his arm around his waist, holding him up and helping him walk to the front door. He unlocked it and opened it, walking inside with the brunette.
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“Now where have you two been?” Clays mom asked from her spot on the couch, crossing her arms. It was like any cliche movie, and George was pretty sure he still had s--- in his system and that’s why it looked like every American movie.
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“Sorry, heavy traffic,” Clay lied with a tired smile, holding up George. “And I know you said no alcohol, but- he got a bit overzealous, and people started offering him drinks and-“
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“Yeah- I’m sorry,” George glanced at the floor, pretending to be ashamed. “I forgot I was in America and that it was illegal n stuff and- and I forgot you didn’t even want me to- I probably wouldn’t want to do it again if someone offered. Which, they probably would, y’know, considering how I was the life of the party tonight-“ “Okay, okay, just- shut up and go to bed you two, alright? Try not to let it happen again,” she said, standing and wrapping her bathrobe around herself before heading to her room, where her husbands loud snores could be heard until she shut the door.
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Clay exhaled, running his free hand through his hair. “Good. Now that that’s settled, I’m going to bed,” he muttered, going to let go of George. “Do you think you can walk on your own?”
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George paused for a minute, as if he was thinking, but his mind was completely empty. “No, probably not.”
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