so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Of course they would f---ing lie about it,” Clay muttered, rolling his eyes. “She slipped something in his drink and tried to get him in bed with her- I was literally there, Nick. I wouldn’t make this s--- up.”
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“Okay! Okay, I believe you,” Nick said, putting his hands up.
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Clay exhaled, letting go of George and running his hand through his hair. “Sorry, sorry, I just- God, I hate those girls,” he muttered, staring at his hands in his lap. -
“Yeah, I would too,” Nick said with a chuckle, crossing his arms. “Man, so I guess I don’t have to wait for Monday to get the tea,” George said with a chuckle.
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“Ugh, I don’t wanna go back to school,” Clay whined, subconsciously leaning against George and covering his face again.
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“f---in’ hell, it’s literally Saturday, calm down you big baby-“ George said, rolling his eyes. “Are you two completely sure nothing happened between you two?” Nick asked, watching the two. “Yes, you idiot. Why?” “Because you both seem very close right now-“
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“Shut up, Nick!” Clay exclaimed, his face bright red. He sat up, putting a bit of distance between him and George. He leaned over and grabbed his cup he had abandoned on the grass, standing. “I’m gonna get more water-“
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“Okay~” Nick teased as Clay walked by, waiting for him to leave before sitting on the edge of the hammock. It swung slightly and George laid back down. “So, uh, what do you think of Clay?” “Excuse me?” George frowned, looking over to Nick. “You heard me,” he answered with a grin. “I dunno,” George shrugged, pausing to think. “He’s alright. Touchy guy who cares a lot.” “That’s all you gathered from him so far…?” “Oh, well I’m pretty sure he has a crush on me,” George said with a quiet chuckle. “Do you like him too?” George shrugged, grinning. “I dunno. I don’t usually fall for people within a week of knowing them. Unless I wanna get laid, or something.”
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Clay walked into the kitchen, pouring himself another glass of water. He set the cup down and groaned, covering his bright red face. f---, I’m so screwed-
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Nick sat there for a moment. “So you, you know but you’re ignoring it?” “I guess so.” “So you’re leading him on?” “No, don’t be stupid,” George replied, scoffing. “Maybe I need a second to figure out how I’m feeling. And have some fun in America,” he grinned a little bit. “Do you even like guys?” Nick asked, furrowing his brows. “Oh, f--- yeah, I’m pan,” George responded, nodding. “I do have a female preference, though-“
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Clay groaned again, this time in pain from the headache that began running its course. He walked over to the cabinet and grabbed some painkillers, popping a few into his mouth. He drank some water and swallowed the medicine, sighing quietly.
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Nick groaned quietly, rubbing his face. “God, I hate being a wingman-“ “So he does like me?” George said with a grin, looking over to Nick. “Well, I-“ “I knew it!” “Okay, maybe he does, but I never told you, okay? And seriously, don’t f--- with him.”
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Clay took a deep breath and walked back outside, walking over to the hammock. “You better not be talking s--- about me to George, Nick~” He joked, chuckling. “I’d like to have one friend not think I’m a complete weirdo-“
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Nick jumped a little, chuckling as he looked over to Clay. “Nah, don’t worry. George already thinks your weird-“
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“f--- off, dickhead,” Clay said with a chuckle, walking over to Nick. “Move, you’re in my seat-“
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