for a minute the world seemed so simple.
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Thread Topic: for a minute the world seemed so simple.
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      (kk :))
"Seriously, we need to go out on dates, more," Clay said, glancing over at George with a smile. - 
    
      
      “I agree,” George said with a nod, smiling. “We’ve gotta figure out a more fool-proof way, though-“
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      "Yeah, definitely- I don't want to get caught one day," Clay said, sighing softly.
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      “Yeah, that would suck,” George said with a chuckle, squeezing Clay’s hand. “But I bet it won’t, I’m super lucky~”
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      Clay chuckled softly, nodding. "I'm hoping that won't happen-"
(i kNoW sMtH yOu dOn'T-
i KnOw sMtH yOu WiLl nEvEr kNoW-
lmfaooo) - 
    
      
      (lmfaoo)
“Yeah, we’ve just gotta be extra careful,” George said with a shrug. - 
    
      
      Clay nodded, leaning back in his seat and gently squeezing George's hand with a smile.
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      (brain dead :’
ts to when they get back? how r we doing this?) - 
    
      
      (uhh, i may have an idea-)
"So, what do we wanna do- Sneak up to my room or do it in your car~?" Clay teased, chuckling softly. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and sighed, pulling it out to see a bunch of missed calls and unread texts from his sister. He opened the texts and furrowed his brows, clicking on a link to a TikTok that opened to a short video with a photo of him and George at his restaurant. His face paled and he let go of his boyfriend's hand, gripping his phone tightly as he prayed this wasn't real. - 
    
      
      “What? What’s wrong?” George said as Clay let go of his phone, frowning.
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      "S-Some- Someone took a- a picture of us t-together at- at your restaurant-" Clay spoke shakily, his breathing becoming erratic as he shakily handed George his phone to show him the TikTok.
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      “s----“ George cursed, quickly parking the car. “f---- should- should I just go? What do we do??”
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      "I- I don't k-know-" Clay spoke shakily, hyperventilating as he clutched the collar of his shirt into his hand.
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      “Woah- Clay, breathe,” George said, grabbing Clay’s phone. “Deep breaths, with me, c’mon-“
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      Clay squeezed his eyes shut, trying to take deep breaths and calm down. "I- I can't lose y-you-"
 
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