Chapter Nineteen: Cheeky

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CLAY POV

TIME CHECK: 11:34 AM

George starts stirring from the sounds Clay is making. 

The typing of the keyboard and soft chuckles resonate throughout the room.

He slowly opens his eyes to look at Clay on his setup, playing Minecraft again.

George starts sitting up from his laying position and stares at the screen, looking at what Clay is doing.

He is currently just running around, replying to some messages from the donations given to him.

One of the donations is "Where is George right now?"

Clay is shocked at the question and begins to think of an answer while still jumping on Minecraft.

He looks like he finally has an excuse, but before he could say it, he was interrupted by George.

"George is currently at-"

George suddenly feels a surge of confidence passing through him

"Clay, your bed is so comfy. Thanks for letting me sleep here." George suddenly says and starts sending waves of laughter.

The chat could hear it loud and clear.

Clay is definitely dumbfounded by what George just said. He turned back and looked at George, giggling with one of his hands covering his mouth.

He is so cute.

"GEORGE, WHAT THE HECK!?" Clay shouted jokingly and started laughing along as well. His special tea kettle is now tuning in.

The chat is going crazy right now.

"OMG GEORGE!?

"WHAT WAS THAT, GEORGE?!"

"DID HE SAY BED? DREAM'S BED?!"

"WHAT THE HECK? DID HE CALL HIM CLAY?"

George is laughing really hard right now. He flops on the bed again, holding his stomach as it's hurting now. Clay just sat there and laughed along while staring at George's actions.

They finally calm down after almost another minute of laughing non-stop.

"So what was that, Georgie?"

"Just felt like doing it, anyway. Can I join?"

"Sure!"

"GUYS, GEORGE IS JOINING!"

The chat starts going crazy again.

"OMG, LESGOO"

"GEORGIE????"

"OMG, is he showing his face?"

Clay looks at the comments and looks back at George, who is currently trying to figure out how to turn on the computer. 

Clay laughs at George, who is lost right now. 

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