George, just a simple civilian trying to find someone that won't use him for his wealth, trying to live a simple life in a beach house Quite far from the public breach-
What happens when during a storm he comes across someone?
And what if this someo...
First chapter, Finna be ass, okay let's get into this.
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George hummed, leaning back in chair... what is there to do in this beach house. "Jesus... why is it so lonely here." He glanced around at the empty place. "And quiet... it's creepy."
George had always been fairly alone- ever since his parents decided to move to France a few years ago- taking all the maids with him... leaving him nothing but a beach house and a lot of money to keep himself occupied.
George stared at the empty living area, bored out of his mind.
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(Living room one, he has many)
George Mumbled, standing up. "What is there too do.." he walked over to the kitchen, seeing the pile of mail he had. "I swear.. if most of these are people asking me to marry there daughters... I'm going to used these to burn the furnace."
He flipped through the different letters.. either love letters of people he didn't know- or random peoples family's asking him to wed to there daughters since he had a lot of money from his family.. yeah no.
George rolled his eyes- about to put the letters until he noticed one- it was a letter about joining the life guard near by. "Hmm?" He opened it, reading through it.
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Dear mr Davidson- as you've probably heard countless times, we are going door to door seeing if anyone wants to join the life guard.
we are quite under staffed recently but seeing as you are quite a busy man we are only going to leave a letter for you.
If you have any questions regarding the position please message us at.
xxx.xxx.xxxx.
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George tilted his head. "Hm." He shrugged, putting the letter to the side. "All I would do is sit there and be burnt by the sun... plus it's for my.. dad... but maybe- I might have a chance..?"
He sighed, walking over to his balcony, sliding the glass door open.. he needed air to think.
"Why can't I just have one friend to help me decide.. that doesn't use me for money or anything." George leaned against the glass railing, looking over at the ocean. "Someone I can spend my time with." He slouched forward. "I wish I had a friend."
He watched the stormy clouds grow slowly darker over the endless ocean.
"Hmm.. I guess there's going to be a storm, thank god I have reinforced windows and a backup generator." George stood up, looking at the seeing as waves began to pick up. "Might as well take a walk before the storm hits.. maybe I can join the life guard"
