so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“You think we could cuddle~?” Clay half joked, chuckling softly as he leaned closer to George. “Another nap on the hammock sounds pretty good right about now~”
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George scoffed quietly, nudging Clays side. “I mean, sure. But I have to warn you, I’m a restless sleeper- like, I will kick you.”
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“I didn’t feel any kicking last time when we both fell asleep on the hammock,” Clay said, frowning a little as he took another bite of his food. “Maybe I just don’t remember it-“
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“I wasnt really tired then,” George said with a shrug. “And I sometimes don’t kick when I’m sleeping light- it all really depends-“ “Oh, are we talking about George sleeping? Oh my God, I had to move to the floor last night, it was awful-“
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Nick said, walking back in to the table again.***
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“Pfft- Damn, that’s crazy,” Clay said with a chuckle, leaning back in the seat. “I don’t really care, though, I just need cuddles,” he muttered quietly, leaning against George’s side.
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“Aw, oh my God, that was so cutely pathetic-“ George said after glancing at Clay, covering his mouth with his hand.
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Clay blushed, chuckling softly. “What? Cuddles are like, free therapy, let me have this,” he mumbled, sitting up and finishing off his food.
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“No Im just saying-“ He mimicked how Clay was before, leaning over slightly, eyes downcast and sticking his lower lip out for the extra emphasis. “I just- I weally need cuddles-“
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George said, sitting up normal again. “See how sadly cute that was?”
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Clay smiled and laughed, watching George with a lovesick grin. “For one thing, that’s not at all what I sound like, thank you very much,” he commented, pointing his finger at the brunette, “and another thing- You said I’m cute, so I’ll take it anyways~”
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George rolled his eyes, taking a bite of bacon. “Okay, you’re assuming-“ he said with a chuckle, flushing pink in embarrassment. “Oh my God, I’m gonna die if you two keep flirting like this-“ Nick groaned, taking a bite of his eggs. “Yeah, I was gonna say something, but I didn’t know what to say-“ Clays mom called from the kitchen, popping her head in.
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Clay blushed red, chuckling awkwardly as he grabbed his plate. “Yeah, I’m- I’m gonna sit out back for a bit,” he said, an awkward look on his face. “You can join if you want, no pressure, though,” he said softly to George before standing, going to put up his dirty dishes.
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George nodded, finishing his plate and watching Clay walk off. Clays mom watched her son as he walked past, raising an eyebrow. Nick gave George a look, glancing at Clays mom before back at the brunette. “Shut up, Nick,” George said, rolling his eyes. Nick chuckled, shaking his head. “Wait, hold up, Clay, can you give me a ride back to my car?”
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Clay groaned softly but nodded, turning back to Nick. “Yeah, I can,” he said with a soft chuckle, walking back over and pulling out his keys.
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