Too Good For This World
Thread Topic: Too Good For This World
"Shut up-" Nick said, flushing red.
"I guess," George said. "But could you at least come with us?"
"No, never!! You're handsome, you're gorgeous, you're adorable, you're hot-" Karl went on.
"Mhmm," Clay replied. He walked over to the couch and sat a bit far from George. He finally took a sip of his monster, and kept his gaze on the floor.
"Karrl-" Nick threw the phone next to him, his face growing redder by the second.
"You okay?" George asked.
"What!? You're beautiful, you're stunning, you're lovely, you're heavenly even." Karl glanced at his phone and then flicked over to the GPS to double-check how close he was. He turned the camera off and set his phone in the seat next to him.
"Yeah," Clay said. He knew that if he looked over at George, he'd undoubtedly blush even more and make a bigger fool of himself.
"Stop," Nick said with a chuckle, hiding his face in his hands.
"Are you blushing?" George asked teasingly.
"Why should I? It's all true-" Karl exclaimed.
Clay's heart dropped and he panicked anyway. "W-What? No, N-No why would I be- why would I be blushing?" He asked frantically.
Nick whined, picking his phone up again. "I hate you-" He said sarcastically.
"Oo, Dream is blushing," George said, moving and standing from the couch and heading into the kitchen.
Karl gasped. "You hate me!? For what? Telling the TRUTH!?"
"What!? No, I'm not!!!" Clay protested. "There's no- no reason for me to be blushing-"
Nick groaned, facepalming.
George chuckled, walking into the kitchen. "Suree-"
"Oh my god, ladies and gentlemen he's sick of me-" Karl said sadly.
Clay jumped up and followed. "No, why would I be blushing!?"
"Who are you talking to?" Nick said with a chuckle.
"I dunno, you tell me," George said with a shrug, sitting on the counter.
"Uh, well you- otherwise no one," Karl replied. He smirked and pulled into the driveway.
"But I'm not!" Clay insisted.
"You're such an idiot," Nick said playfully.
"You're face is literally red!" George said, gesturing to his face.
"Me? IM not the idiot here-" Karl parked and pulled the keys out of the ignition. He kept his camera off, and walked over to the front door. "Where are you right now? Your room?"
Clay denied it again. "Shut up, you're literally colorblind. You can't even f**king see red, how would you know?" He walked over and messed up George's hair.
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