completed! (georgenotfound x fem!oc)
ANGEL was a fitting name for someone like Aspyn - possibly one of the only names that were perfect for her. George found himself entranced by her presence, in a daze whenever she was there.
Aspyn and George both...
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real life !
Aspyn tilted her phone around as George peered at his screen in awe. On the way to Karl's, neither of the two wanted to hang up on the other. So Aspyn decided to give George a tour on her way to Karl's. She giggled when she walked by a market, and stopped to show the camera on the strawberries. "George, look!"
"Yes?"
"You are berry sweet." She laughed at her own pun, watching as George ducked his head out of the camera's view. His face was bright, and Aspyn could still see the edge of his wide smile.
Shaking his head, he replied. "That was so lame, I actually expected better." He ignored the thumping feeling in his chest. Continuing her walk to Karl's, Aspyn stayed on the line with George. The two were always on a call, it seemed. And when they weren't, they were texting. There was even one day that they stayed up a whole 24 hours just on the phone together, without realizing. It didn't help that both their sleep schedules were absolutely wrecked— time zones were hardly a problem to them.
"Hi, Karl!" She hugged the taller brunette after he had let her in.
He giggled and began walking to his set-up, when he noticed her repetitive glances at her own phone. "Is that George?" He dared to ask, lowering his voice slightly so the stream wouldn't be able to pick up on it. He was still on his "Starting Soon" screen anyway. Aspyn nodded and flipped the camera so the two could see each other, the both of them giving the other a wave.
She unplugged her earphones so they could speak.
"George go on discord instead! You said you would come!" Karl called out, narrowing his eyes at the small hand-held device.
George laughed, his sassiness making its weekly appearance. "And what if I don't want to?"
Aspyn rolled her eyes as they began to bicker. "Karl, go start your stream," she shooed him away, chuckling. The poor viewers must have been waiting for almost ten minutes now. Karl's eyes widened as if he had forgotten his own stream, and ran off to the room. "And you," she teased, looking down at George. He quirked a brow.
