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George furrowed his brows, glaring at Good.
"You want me to what?"
"You heard me, b_tch."
Tobbu laughed, leaning back against Timmy as the other held him up. Napsap gave a small chuckle, his usual blank face wearing a smile. It was unclear if George was blushing or not, but the male gave a sigh.
"Whatever."
Standing up, George left the room, hearing Good and Jef wish him luck. He entered the kitchen, where Nightmare was eating his chicken sandwich.
"Hey Nightmare," George greeted, standing behind him.
Nightmare jumped, turning to him.
"Oh! Hey Geo," Nightmare greeted back. "..Why're you here?"
"Can I not be in the kitchen?"
Nightmare shrugged in response, taking another bite from his sandwich. As he did, he felt the other's hands grab him by their shoulders, giving them a slight squeeze.
"Does it taste good? Awe not gonna thank me for making them? George started, (I can't flirt.)
Nightmare blushed slightly, mumbling a quiet thanks after swallowing.
"Hey, I've got something better your short _ss can eat."
"What is it?"
"My d_—"
"Okay thanks enough!" Jef interrupted, bolting into the room.
Tobbu groaned.
"What the hell Jef?!"
"I'm not letting him say that word," Jef huffed, glaring at the younger as well as everyone else behind him.
"What's.. going on?" Nightmare asked, finishing up his sandwich and getting up from his seat.
"Was just gonna suggest a small date with just you and me," George said plainly, almost as if he had no opinion on the idea.
Nightmare flushed up, confused if he should take the offer. Before he answered, George went over and picked him up.
"Now enough chit chat, how does a chat sound?" He asked again, carrying him out the room.
"That– Geo you two left the room you don't have to keep flirting!"
