"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.
"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.
