so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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Clay sighed and nodded, leading George to his room. “Do you need anything? Medicine, water? I can get you a trash can in case you need to throw up again,” he said as he led him over to his bed, helping him sit down.
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“Yes, please,” George said, falling back and rolling to wrap himself up in the comforter on the bed.
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Clay nodded and walked out of the room, going to get him some pain and nausea medicine. He grabbed the bottles and got another glass of water, walking back into his room and setting them on the bedside table. He walked out of the room again and into the bathroom across from his room, grabbing the empty trash can and bringing it into the room. “I’m gonna go upstairs, but just text me or call for me if you need anything, okay?” He spoke quietly, crouching beside George and resting his hand on his leg.
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“Thank you,” George said softly, forcing himself to sit up and take the medicine he was brought.
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“You’re welcome,” Clay said with a small smile, his face turning red. Whether it was from the alcohol or his massive crush on the brunette, he couldn’t tell. “Well uhm, I’m going to bed- G’night,” he muttered, turning and walking off.
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George chuckle quietly after he swallowed the medicine, laying down and turning his back away. “Night.”
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(yeah u^u)
Clay stood in the hallway as he waited for Sam to come out of the bathroom, a major headache pounding away at his head. “Sam, hurry the f--- up, I can’t be late to school,” he said as he knocked on the door. “Calm down, I’m almost done,” she replied, making Clay groan. “You’ve said that like, three times already-“ -
(wait i thought the party was on a friday? lmao)
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(wait- s--- i dunno lmfaooo
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(yeah so wouldn’t it be a weekend rn? clays mom wouldn’t have let them go if it was a school night maybe)
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(ig that’s true- ignore my post then xD)
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(okay lmaoo)
George opened a cabinet, looking for bread, or anything appetizing to eat. He came upon a loaf of plain bread, taking a piece out and taking a bite of it. He had thrown up twice more the nice before, but didn’t remember much otherwise. He knew it was bad, because this didn’t feel like a normal hangover. -
Clay came downstairs and walked into the kitchen, tensing up when he saw George. “Hey, how are- how’re you feeling, George?” He asked quietly, going to grab himself some painkillers for the migraine he had.
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George gave a long blink as he glanced over to Clay. “s---ty. What the hell happened last night?”
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“I uhm, I think someone slipped something into one of your drinks,” Clay spoke, pouring a few tablets of Ibuprofen into his hand. He grabbed a class of water, swallowing the medicine. “And uhm, some- some girl tried to- to pull some s--- on you and-“ He exhaled shakily, staring at the cup in his hand.
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