𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊
𐐪𐑂 ♡
the ravenette watches the puffs of air dissolve out into the night sky, leaning back against his caravan door as he sits on the front step. he doesn't know exactly how long he's been sitting here for, completely thoughtless as he continuously inhales tobacco but, if the ashtray of burnt-out cigarettes and the lack of sunlight means anything, he'd guess it's been a while.
sapnap would've happily made his way through the whole packet of cigarettes if it wasn't for his phone starting to ring out. he looks over to check the caller id, even though there's only one person that goes through his do not disturb.
he picks the phone up with a sigh, still salty over the brit leaving him for a date just hours beforehand, and answers with a monotone, "what's up?"
"hey," the brit replies, sounding happy, but his voice is disturbed by a shivering noise as he says, "can you come and pick me up?"
sapnap is immediately up off of the front step, cigarette still pinched between his fingers as he turns back to step into his caravan. "are you alright?" he asks, unnecessarily anxious over the phone call. it isn't rare in the slightest for george to want a lift to and from his dates, and he always seems to ask sapnap, but that doesn't change the fact that he constantly worries.
"yeah, i'm just done," the brunette answers dismissively. "quickie or whatever," he adds, and sapnap can imagine him shrugging.
sapnap scoffs, shaking his head at the older boy as he inhales a deep breath of his cigarette, blowing it out again as he picks up his car keys. "where about are you?" he asks, heading back outside.
"in that carpark next to the cinema in town, like by the pudding place," george answers.
sapnap squats down, putting his half-finished cigarette out on the ashtray. he grimaces to himself, shocked as he asks, "you did it in the cinema?!"
"no man, ew," george answers, making an exaggerated 'bleh!' sound. "he was parked outside, we just went to the cinema first. he bought me a tango ice blast too, one of the big ones."
sapnap emotionlessly answers, "nice," and rolls his eyes spitefully at the thought of someone else spoiling george, though he'd never admit to the annoyance he feels. he makes a beeline down the short pathway to his car, climbing in and switching on the engine. "okay, i'm coming now, where is he parked?"
"no, he went," george says. "gosh, you thought i was still in his car?" he giggles.
"wh- george?!" sapnap almost gasps, speeding up just slightly. "are you just standing outside right now?"
"yeah," george answers dismissively.
"george, what?" the ravenette speaks exasperatedly, shaking his head, "that's so unsafe. what are you wearing?"
"i'm not gonna get kidnapped, sap," he groans.
"you didn't answer my question."

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