so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“You coulda woken me up, I would’ve gotten you more medicine,” Clay replied, chuckling softly.
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“I probably would’ve just thrown it up again,” George said with a chuckle, finishing off his slice of bread. “So you think Jolie and all her friends were trying to get close to me so they could, y’know, drug me? I’m lowkey excited to see how they act at school on Monday.”
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“Probably,” Clay said with a shrug, absentmindedly curling closer to George’s side. “I may stay home, to be honest- I- I don’t even want to think about them right now…”
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“Okay, I’ll actually go and I’ll let you know about all the tea,” George said with a chuckle.
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Clay chuckled, nodding. “Sure, have at it,” he said, yawning softly. He shifted in his spot, subconsciously moving closer to George.
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“Don’t you dare fall asleep, you looser,” George said with a chuckle, nudging Clays head with his shoulder.
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“But I wanna sleeeep~” Clay said with a tired chuckle, nudging George’s side with his elbow. “This hammock’s too comfy and your shoulder makes a nice pillooooow~” He yawned again, chuckling softly.
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“Your heads heavy as f---, you loser,” George said playfully, giggling and shoving his head off his shoulder.
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“Maybe your shoulder’s just weak~” Clay teased, chuckling softly. “Let me lay my head on your shoulderrrr-“
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“No, I have a super strong shoulder,” George said with a laugh, turning on his side so his back was facing Clay. He turned a little too much, because he fell off the hammock and onto the grass below him, bursting into laughter.
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Clay laughed loudly and crawled over, looking down at George on the grass. “Dude, you’re such a dumb---~” He joked with a laugh, watching him with a lovesick grin.
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“Oh, leave me alone,” George turned his head, chuckling as he swatted Clays head away. “At least it’s shady under here.”
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Clay chuckled and folded his arms, resting his head on them.mHe watched George for a moment, yawning softly. “Seriously, you’re such a dork,” he murmured, a tired smile on his face as he rolled onto his side. “An annoyingly adorable dork,” he added in a quiet voice, cutting off his sentence with another yawn.
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“What did you say about me?” George said, getting up and looking over Clay.
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looming over Clay*
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