y/n and her childhood bestie (george) often hang out and do vlogs together, she loves hanging out with people...but there's one person in particular she can't get her mind off of.
i woke up to a knock at my door. "come in!!" i say i see george come into my room, and then he asks. "do you wanna go out for lunch?" "sure!! you're paying" i say with a smirk on my face he smiles "no i'm not you idiot" he says "you invited me??" i ask "fine fine, i'll be waiting" he says smiling i got up and wore this!!
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(something cute and simple for lunch :) i went downstairs to see george sitting on the couch on his phone. he was smiling at something? "whatcha smiling at smiley pants?" i ask "nothing fuck off" he says with a little giggle "whatever nerd, let's go" i say i grab the keys and i drive us to a close sandwich place. he pays and we get our food. "if you can shove the whole thing in your mouth i'll give you a hundred bucks" he says "what? no" i say "do it!! do it!!" he screams "shhh!" i say laughing "i'll do it for two hundred" i say he makes a weird face "not worth it" he says i laugh and we continue eating our food. when we got home he went to go stream so i just lied in his bed and watched him. once he finished streaming we decided to go out with tommy and tubbo for a day. we took a hike, went out for a late night meal, and tommy and i sat on my roof. "how are you?" he asks sitting down handing me a diet coke "i'm good! how've you been?" i ask "could be better, but yknow" he says i stay silent and just smile at him. "did you hear i'm moving to brighton?" he asks "no!! that's amazing!" i say he smiles "yeah my mum is heartbroken but i'm sure she'll get over it" he says "my mum was when i first moved out, but she loves visiting me" i say "i don't think i've ever met your mum" he says "yeah she's pretty shy" i say "my mum is the opposite of shy, i don't know how to explain it" he says "does she work?" i ask "yeah" he says ... we stay in silence for a bit. "well. what do you want to be?" i ask "psychologist" he says "no way! that's what i went to college for" i say "really?! tell me about it!" he says excitedly we talked about the human brain and psychology for the rest of the night. i hear the window open behind us and see george stick his head out. "there you guys are!" he says climbing out "you guys should get to bed. wilbur is coming over tomorrow, and i think you'll both enjoy what we're doing" he says i smile and we climb off of the roof. tommy slept on my floor while george and i decided to share my bed because he was too lazy to walk to his own. ————— (tubbo already left) i woke up to george accidentally kicking me in the back. "sorry y/n" he whispers i groan and see him getting up. i knew i had to get ready because wilbur was coming over. i look at the ground to see tommy still sleeping. i let him sleep and did my makeup, then put this on.
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i walked downstairs to see wilbur and George talking. "hi y/n!!" wilbur says seeing me walk down the stairs "hi wil!" i say hugging him he hugs me back. his hugs are always tight, and he doesn't ever let go until i do. they're refreshing. i let go and they go back to talking. "so where are we going today?" i ask "we're making cardboard cars and then racing them" Wilbur says "cardboard cars??" i ask Tommy runs down the stairs. "CARDBOARD CARS" he shouts i smile at his childishness. "well?? cmon let's go" i say we all go out to the garage. wilbur and i on one team. tommy and george on the other. we started the construction of the car. we named it "the pussy destroyer". don't ask. it was square with brown and green stripes along with hot pink wheels. the best car i've ever seen. (not) tommy's and George's had dicks all over it, it was blue and red with a huge scribble in the front. they named it. "the dick lord" now of course we had to race them, but there was no way a cardboard car could hold our body weight, so we cut two holes in the feet and decided we'd have to run. Wilbur ran first. we won. then i ran we lost. then him. we lost. then me. we won. it was a cycle of fun. until i accidentally kicked wilbur in the face and gave him a bloody nose. "holy shit! are you okay??" i ask holding his nose he makes a weird look in his eyes. "yeah i'm uh great" he says we walk inside and i grab him some tissues. "i'm so sorry." i say "don't worry about it! this happens all the time" he says "do you need anything? food? water?" i ask "y/n. stop worrying. i could care less about a nose bleed that some cute girl gave me" he says grinning my face immediately turns red. "cute?!?" i ask he just continues grinning. "i know what i said" he says getting up and throwing the bloody tissues away. i stand there speechless, almost like my throat is clogged. he walks up to me. and reaches out his hand. i refuse still flustered, and we go back outside.
