so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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George groaned playfully, covering his face with his hands and sitting back again. “So, uh, when are you two gonna, y’know~” Nick said with a chuckle, crossing his arms.
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Clay blushed, remembering what this stupid bet was all about. “f--- off, don’t make it weird, Nick,” he slurred, hiccuping softly. He groaned, closing his eyes and leaning against the seat.
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George leaned back, lying down across the row and scrunching his legs up slightly. He groaned quietly, giggling as he stared up at the ceiling. “You good, George?” “Oh my God, I’m gonna throw up,” George said with a laugh, slurring his words slightly.
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“Not in my car, you’re not!” Clay exclaimed drunkly, giggling. “If you're gonna puke, get out of my car!”
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George groaned loudly, sitting up and opening the door, climbing out of the car. He pushed the door shut and took a few staggered steps before throwing g up on the grass. He stood there for a second before turning around and sitting back in the car. “Holy s---, George.” “Give me another goddamn shot-“ George said, sliding over and reaching for the bottle.
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“Noooo, you’re not getting any more~” Clay slurred, hugging the bottle to his chest. “I already won~”
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“Ugh, you b------,” George whined, falling onto his back again. “Dramatic, much?” Nick said with a drunken giggle, leaning back to look at George.
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(gn!)
“What, you don’t wanna f--- me, Georgie~” Clay teased, giggling drunkly. -
“No, I do,” George whined, curling up into a ball. “I just want another f---ing shot. I know I lost.”
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Clay blushed, laughing in his drunken state. “You better not f---ing vomit in my car, then~” He slurred, handing the bottle to George, but not before pouring himself another glass.
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George sat up again, taking the bottle and pouring himself another glass. “b----, I know how to handle it.” He muttered, throwing back another shot and coughing once he swallowed. “Dude, why did you stop before?” Nick asked with a chuckle, leaning against his seat. “Now that I’ve thrown up I feel fine,” George said with a chuckle, filling up his glass again. “f---, I want something other than vodka~” he whined, chugging another shot.
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Clay giggled, watching George with a drunk smile. “I can get us some beers, Georgie~”
(gm :)) -
(gm! hru?)
“God, yes please,” George groaned, setting his shot glass down on the center console and leaning back. “Now I can have a moment to talk s--- with Nick,” He said teasingly, crossing his arms. “Huh? Oh, yeah! f--- yeah!” Nick said, coming back from zoning out for a moment.” -
(i’m good! i may or may not have stayed up til 3 last night and got like, 6 hours of sleep,
but it’s fineeeee
also, f--- i just realized i’m such a dumb--- lmfaooooooo)
“Better not be s--- talkin’ about me, b----es~” Clay slurred with a laugh as he got out of the car, setting down his glass. He stood still for a moment to regain his balance before walking back to the house, almost tripping and falling a few times. -
(girlllll why would u do that lol
and why are u a dumb---?)
Nick laughed, and the two of them watched him stagger away. “Holy s---, he’s dumb-“ George said with a drunken giggle, filling up another shot. “Georgie,” Nick said, looking as serious as a drunk man could. “What?” Nick rolled his eyes, mocking the way the brunette said “What” before continuing on with what he had to say. “Oh, yeah- do you actually wanna f--- Clay?” George paused and shrugged, throwing back another shot. “Yeah. Why?” “I dunno. You just… seem very careless about it, and Clay like, isn’t that kind of person.” Nick muttered, looking back at George. “Oh shut up. I’ll think of something meaningful for him. Now please, for the love of God, I didn’t do this to be thoughtful, I did this to get drunk, Nick. So shut your ass up~” He said with a chuckle, setting the bottle of vodka down in the floor as they saw Clay coming back.
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