so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“s---- that f---ing b-----“ George muttered, taking Clay’s phone for a minute. “Okay, hold on- stay calm- I’m gonna handle this. Uh- I’ll respond to the video- Wait, when was it posted?? We have to wait a second, we can’t seem like she actually matters to us.”
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“She posted it like, ten minutes ago,” Clay replied, exhaling shakily. He turned around and walked back over to the bed, flopping down onto it face first. He grabbed a pillow and yelled into it, gripping the blankets. “I hate her so f---ing much,” he muttered shakily, trying not to cry.
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“Oh my God,” George said quietly, following him over to the bed and sitting down, rubbing Clays back. “Hey- we’re gonna get this fixed, okay?”
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Clay nodded, hugging onto George. “I- I am so sick and- and tired of her ruining my goddamn life!” He exclaimed, tears filling his eyes.
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“I know, and that’s so valid, Clay, y'know that?” George said softly. “But we’ll stop her- don’t you worry.”
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Clay exhaled shakily and nodded, resting his head on George’s shoulder. “Sorry, I- I’m not trying to get mad, I’m just- so frustrated…”
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“No, I get it, dude,” George said, running a hand through Clays hair. “But like- this is something the get mad about, y’know?? The person who r*ped you is accusing you of- of the thing you did! Like, that’s crazy-“
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“I know, and I- I am pissed, I just- I hate being upset,” Clay murmured, exhaling softly.
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“I get that,” George said softly, rubbing Clays back. “How about- let’s watch a movie or somthing, and then I’ll respond to her video and get it all sorted out?”
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“Yeah, that- that sounds good,” Clay said quietly, nodding as he sat up. “You’re really sweet, George~”
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“Aw, thank you,” George said with a small smile, pressing a kiss on Clays forehead. “What movie are you thinking?”
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“I don’t know, honestly anything is fine,” Clay said with a soft chuckle, shrugging as he leaned into George’s side. “You can pick if you wanna.”
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“Alright,” George said with a chuckle, rubbing Clay’s back. “Is your laptop in here? Are we watching it on that?”
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“I think it’s up in my room,” Clay replied, running a hand through his hair. “I can go get it, or we can watch a movie in the living room-“
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“Oh, s---, yeah, I forgot we were in my room-“ George said with a quiet chuckle. “I can go grab it, if you want, I don’t mind.”
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