Chapter Sixteen

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clara_oakworth omw

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wilbursoot ;)

⤷ clara_oakworth ;)

tommyinnit where you goin...?

⤷ clara_oakworth idk kid theres like this... boxer or smth???

GeorgeNotFound ive been your photographer for like ten minutes can we go now

dreamwastaken how is it warmer than florida there

⤷ clara_oakworth oh its not im just used to it bc im always iced out😈🥶

⤷ GeorgeNotFound go change.

⤷ clara_oakworth ughhh fine

sapnapinsta damnn whos the girl on the shirt??😍😍

ksi Not dressed for a fight I see...

⤷ clara_oakworth pls dont hurt me

monke404 KSI?? BRO WHAT

REDMEVERSION need a closet tour rn

Rezzina wilbur with the winks i see you

Samanthawastaken unless youre on your way off the platform get off my explore page

greggers SO FUCKING GORGEOUS

Shipper.ofall this post is gonna be analyzed on buzzfeed unsolved


[REAL LIFE]


After George had sufficiently made her pull on a pair of lace tights under her doc martens, and the thick leather shirt jacket that he had bought Clara a year ago, the pair are officially running late.

However, neither seems to care all too much, as Clara likes making an entrance, and George doesn't exactly have a reputation for being on time.

It's a fairly nice London day, and Clara counts her blessings for the weather, as rain would flatten her hair.

"Tommy just texted. He ended stream five minutes ago, and they're almost at the park." George states, eyeing his phone as they make their way to the Jubilee Park and Garden, the official meeting spot.

Clara looks around as she walks, enjoying the English scenery around her. She doesn't really get out much, and when she does she doesn't have much to relish her location, typically in a rush to get somewhere.

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