so american~
Thread Topic: so american~
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“You guess?? That was the best game you’ve ever seen~” Ed teased, missing Kathy’s hair. “It was a good game,” George agreed, chuckling.
(wait r u re-reading like our first one on q or the time travel one??) -
(not the old old one, the time travel one)
Kathy whined again, playfully swatting Ed’s hand away. “Oh my God, stop, I just straightened my hair, babe-“ Clay chuckled, leaning into George’s side a little. -
(ooo okay okay fun fun)
Ed pulled his hand away, flattening them to jokingly flatten Kathy’s hair again. “That’s my bad, babe, I’m sorry-“ -
“Yeah, you better be sorry~” Kathy teased, giggling softly.
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“I’m sorry,” Ed repeated, chuckling. “Alright, let’s start going to Mark’s,” George said, starting to back towards the exit.
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Clay followed after George, humming softly as he took George’s hand. Kathy smiled and grabbed Ed’s hand, following after the two.
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Ed smiled, twining their fingers together. They headed down the street, George humming quietly.
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Kathy hummed softly with content, gently squeezing Ed’s hand. Clay rubbed the back of George’s hand with his thumb, leaning into his side as they walked.
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They quickly made it to Mark’s house, George knocking on the door. “Heyy, guys, come on in,” Mark said with a smile, stepping aside the door.
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“Hi, Mark~” Kathy said with a warm smile, letting go of Ed’s hand to hug him for a moment. Clay headed inside with George, sticking close by his side.
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“Hey, Kathy,” Mark said with a smile, dapping Ed up as they walked back in. “Where’s the gang?” Ed asked softly. “They’re in the basement. Wanna head down?”
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Kathy smiled and grabbed Ed’s hand again, heading towards the basement. “Nice to see you again, Mark,” Clay said quietly, smiling at the other guy.
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(wait hold up when did they meet haha)
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(was he not at the party- wait, am i just dumb?? XDD)
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(ur thinking of Mike-
but ill make it funny hehe)
“Uhh, I’m not sure we’ve met, yet, but I’ve heard a lot about you-“ Mark said, raising his eyebrows and pointing a finger at Clay. “Oh, Clay, you’re thinking of Mike, that was Mike running the party.” George explained, wrapping an arm around his waist.
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