TW: Strong Language
George parked his car in the lot and walked into the store. His eyes immediately locked with a specific emerald pair and smiled.
"George, over here." One of his friends yelled.
The three people were already all at a table together, Clay and his other two friends; Wilbur and Nick. He strolled over to the tables and smiled brightly.
"Hey guys, I see you've already met Clay." George laughed as he sat down.
"Yep. Are you two dating?" Nick asked, honestly.
George and Clay glanced at each other awkwardly, their faces reddening by the second.
"W-What? No, what makes you say that..?" George asked awkwardly.
"Clay told us about your little date. Hehehehe it's so cute that you're gay. Congratulations."
"You're not supposed to congratulate someone on being gay, Nick..." Wilbur awkwardly whispered.
"oh."
George laughed and smirked at Clay.
Shortly after, a server came over to their table to take their ordered a. All the males got a coffee each and Wilbur ordered an extra cheese cake since he was feeling a bit "peckish" as he said.
"So come on Nick, how are you and Karl?" Wilbur asked.
"For fucks sake shut up already." He replied rolling his eyes. Wilbur and George laughed audibly as Clay looked at them confused. "Who's Karl?"
"My best friend. I have a bit of a thing for him but i don't know if he feels the same and i'm too scared to ask. Now every-time i hang out with these losers they always bring him up. Fucking nimrods." Nick explained, making hand gestures as he spoke.
"So, ask him on a date." Clay suggested, which instantly set off the other three boys.
"Oh come on, Nick is a total pussy, he can't do that." George laughed loudly.
"What? I'm not! Fuck you, i'll text Karl right now, huh?!" Nick growled. He took out his phone and searched in Karl's contact name. 'Jacobs<3'
"Woah you're a real simp." Wilbur laughed after looking over Nick's shoulder and reading the contact.
"SHUT UP!" Nick blushed. "I'll text him since i'm not a pussy."
"Okay. Ask him on a date." George spoke, expecting Nick to back out, but he didn't.
He typed out a message saying something like 'Hey. Do ya wanna get a coffee soon? or maybe catch a movie or something? Like a date. Well not like a date, an actual date. i really want to go on a date. with you, i mean.' Wilbur read over his shoulder and fake gagged, "What the fuck- No no no don't put that. You sound like a total weirdo. Here, give me the phone."
"I-... Fine. Just don't be weird." Nick gulped as he handed wilbur the phone.
"No no no let me do it." George spoke.
"Yeah, George is pretty good at dates, take it from me." Clay smirked and took a sip of his coffee. George laughed, taking the phone and begin typing out a text.
'Hey, you free tomorrow? Let's go catch a movie. Just us ofc.' "There. Send it." George smiled as he gave Nick his phone back.
"O-Okay.." Nick sent the text and gulped.
"Anyway... Enough of that please. So Clay, where do you work?" Nick changed the subject, quickly. "I work with George at the highschool. That's how we met" The blonde boy replied with a big smile on his face. "So romantic." Wilbur fake gagged sarcastically. "Oh hush." George laughed.
This was a good day.
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