so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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"I'm f---ing fine!" Clay exclaimed, gripping onto the steering wheel. He pulled away from the house and started driving, exhaling softly. He began driving home, trying to keep from crying.
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Nick went silent, staring out the front window. He felt bad for pushing, but he hated seeing his friend like this.
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They soon arrived at his house and Clay parked the car, unbuckling and getting out. He slammed the door shut and walked over to the front door, unlocking the door and entering his house.
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George shared a look with Nick, waiting a moment before getting out of the car. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Clay this upset,” Nick said softly, seeing his friend disappear into the house. George nodded quietly, slowly walking towards the house. “Did you guys have a good time?” Clays mom asked her son from her usually spot on the couch. “Where’s George?”
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Clay ignored his mom and walked over to the stairs, going up to his room. He opened the door and walked in, slamming it shut. He leaned against the door and crumpled to the floor, hugging his legs to his chest as he broke down in tears.
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Clays mom frowned, noticing George and Nick walk in. “What’s wrong with Clay?” She asked. George glanced back at Nick before back at Clays mom, shrugging a little bit. “It’s a long story-“ “Did you drink again, George?” “Yeah, sorry.” “This is your last warning, okay?” “Okay,” George nodded. Nick stayed quiet as Clays mom let them go. Nick followed George into his room, not saying much more before they both went to sleep.
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(yeah u^u)
Clay sat on the couch in the living room the next morning, zoned out on his phone. "CLAY-" He flinched when he heard his name and looked over, seeing Sam standing by the couch. "Sorry, what's up?" "I called your name four times, dude, are you okay?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, I- I'm fine," he muttered, looking back at his phone. "Well, do you want breakfast? Mom's making eggs and bacon." Clay shook his head, hugging his legs to his chest. -
Nick walked into the living room out the halll, rubbing his eyes. “I’ll gladly take his bacon-“
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"Uh, no, I call dibs," Sam said, giggling softly as she walked into the kitchen.
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Nick chuckled quietly, rubbing his eyes. He glanced at Clay, giving him a look as if trying to ask Are you okay?.
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Clay glanced over at Nick, nodding with a blank look on his face before looking down at his phone. "Is George up yet?" Sam asked, poking her head out of the kitchen.
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“No,” Nick scoffed quietly and chuckled, walking into the kitchen and finding Ibuprofen that he’s found so many times before. “He’s still snoring his ass off. God, he’s even loud in his sleep-“
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"Pfft- I can see that," Sam replied, giggling softly. "How was the party last night, by the way?"
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“Uh, it was fine,” Nick shrugged. “Kinda mid, to be honest. Josie and her friends ran it-“
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"Those whores? Yeah, no duh is was mid," Sam said, rolling her eyes.
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