so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Bye, George-“ Sam spoke with a sad smile, waving at George. Clay rubbed George’s side before letting go, moving to get into the car.
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“We loved having you honey!” Clays mom said, tears starting to run down her cheeks. “Have a safe flight!” “Bye!” George said, waving a little as he climbed into the passenger seat.
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Clay got into the car and buckled up, starting it. He exhaled shakily, gripping onto the steering wheel as he tried not to cry. Not now, not yet! It’s not a big deal, relax! You’ll see him again soon!
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George buckled up, looking over and watching Clay and reaching for his hand. “It’s okay to be upset. I would miss me too-“
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“I know, I know,” Clay said with a sad chuckle, taking George’s hand in his own. “I’m just tryna keep it in so I can drive properly-“
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“Oh, fair,” George said with a giggle, nodding. “Y’know- I could just make you cry about it and then we’d have to pull over and oh no I miss my flight! And then I stay here,” he said, his voice cracking slightly.
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“As much as I’d love to, I- I don’t want you to waste your money or anything,” Clay spoke, exhaling shakily as he gently squeezed George’s hand.
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“Ugh, who gives a f--- about money-“ George whined, laying back in his seat. “And it’s my mum’s anyways and she’s part of some pyramid scheme of some s---- she’d survive
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Clay chuckled softly, nodding. “I wish you could just stay forever,” he murmured softly, pulling out of the driveway and heading to the airport.
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“I know, I do too,” George whispered, pressing a kiss onto Clay’s hand.
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Clay exhaled shakily, keeping his focus on the road. They soon arrived at the airport and Clay parked the car, getting out.
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George blew out a breath, wiping the few tears that had run down his cheeks. He climbed out of the car, heading down to the trunk.
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Clay popped the trunk and moved back, helping George grab his luggage. He exhaled shakily and rubbed his eyes, trying to keep himself from bursting into tears.
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“Babe, c’mere,” George said softly, his voice wavering as he held his arms out.
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Clay moved over to George and wrapped his arms around him, letting out a shaky sob. “I’m gonna mis you s-so much, George-“
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