so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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(i meant football idk where my head is at 😭)
“Well, baseball thinks you’re mid,” George said with a chuckle, looking back at his phone. “Oo, gottem,” Nick said sarcastically, chuckling. -
(xD you’re all good lol)
“Your face is mid,” Clay retorted with a quiet chuckle, coming back to reality for a moment before zoning out again. -
“Oh yeah, your d---s probably mid,” George retorted, laughing quietly.
(yOu wAnNa SeE fOr YoUrSeLf, GeoRgIe??) -
(LMFAOOOO
i mean, clearly he wants to xD)
“Sure you don’t wanna see for yourself, Georgie~?” Clay joked, smirking playfully at the brunette. -
George flushed bright red, covering his mouth as he laughed. “Holy s---, that was forward-“ “He’s not joking, George,” Nick said after giving Clay a mischievous look, a weirdly stoic expression on his face as he looked at the brunette in the rear view mirror.
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Clay turned bright red, gently smacking Nick’s leg with his hand. “f--- off, I was joking,” he said with an embarrassed chuckle, rolling his eyes. He hugged one leg to his chest, looking out the window and losing himself in his thoughts again.
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“Y’know what, f--- it,” George said with a chuckle, leaning forward. “Wanna make a bet?”
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“What kind of bet?” Clay asked with a chuckle, looking over at George.
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“I dunno, something like,” George shrugged, thinking for a second. “At the party - there’s one next Saturday, I forgot to tell you - if you can have , like, I don’t know- more shots than me, or get more numbers or snaps than I can, you can have my ass in whatever way you seem fitting.”
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Clay thought for a moment, chuckling. “Y’know what, sure- why not,” he said, smirking playfully. “And what if I don’t win? Do I have to do something for you or do I just lose and you taunt me about it for the rest of my life??”
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George thought for a moment before shrugging. “Yeah, that and you have to buy me alcohol for a week. Don't think I haven’t seen that fake ID in your wallet, Luke Anderson~”
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Clay chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Please don’t tell anyone- If my mom found out, she’d kill me,” he said, pursing his lips awkwardly.
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“Oh, please, I’m no snitch,” George said with a chuckle. “So are we set? Are we doing more shots or more numbers or like, forms of communication?”
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“Shots- I can handle my alcohol better than I can talking to girls,” Clay said with a chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest.
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George and Nick burst out into laughter almost at the same time, Nick shaking his head slightly. “We can tell, Dude, we can tell.” “Alright, then, shots it is,” George said with a chuckle, holding his hand up to shake Clays.
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