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The latter hums, “I did say that, but you also promised me these best pastries in the kingdom.”
George snorts, “Exaggerating a little, I said village.”
The latter leans against the fencing, “It’s the same thing.”
George huff, “It’s not.”
The latter just shrugs, “What are you doing here so early?”
George looks towards Arabella, still not moving so he rests his palm on her upper leg joint, which jerks her slightly. She looks towards him then walks off. “My mum wanted her out early, because the barkery is open today.” George hums, “What are you doing here?”
“Escaping my parents.”
George nods, “Any particular reason why?”
“They’re going to go on about responsibilities and all that, I dunno, wasn’t feeling it this morning.” The latter gestures towards Koa, “I took Koa and went out riding, we ended up near here so thought, let's go see if bakery boy is here.”
George deadpans, “So thoughtful.” George looks towards Arabella, she’s gotten brave and gone towards Koa. “Why am I called Bakery boy?”
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His audience is expanding, broader from the grass of forest terrain, wider than the gaming community. Bigger than minecraft.
He’s excited but definitely paranoid, the more perfectionist his music and his videos have to become. The cleaner and story pointed they will become. Expressing him through messy tainted lyrics, to silly minecraft mods with friends.
Small arms wrap around his waist from behind. His smile grows, and softens. He knows who the arms belong too.
He hums, “Hi, my love.”
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“First of all,” Mocking. “Don’t call him ‘my love’ , it's cringe. Second, sharing is caring, George would want you to share them with me, because I’m more superior in his life than you.” Teasing. “Third, don’t be an idiot and hide it in an obvious place. Where did you hide it?”
“He is my love, the love of my life, and love is not cringe, idiot.” The latter fake reached. Snorting, “He blocks you every other day, how is that more superior than me, who lives with him and shares a bed with him.” Pulling a face, “It’s in my bag, in the locker room.”
“Love is cringe.” A scoff. “He’s an idiot, and that's how we express our friendship. You sharing your sex life demolishes our friendship levels. It’s cross.” A taunting laugh, “Do you even know how you’re going to propose?”
“You were outwardly sharing mine.” A soft smile, “Our anniversary is coming up, I’m planning to do it then.”
“Only took you nine years.”
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“So, ready to tell me I’m wrong?” Confident, cocky, he’s surprised he’s not been slapped yet.
“You’re right about the relationship statues, the others maybe not so true,” A stupid sly smirk, god does George want to smack it off. “An A, for effort.” Patronising, “As for hook ups, well, normally thats just the first person I see to blow off some steam.” George rolled his eyes, “Luckily for you, you’re the first person I saw.” His voice went lower, dangerously lower, somehow making the room hotter.
Flushed cheeks, soft smirk, “Well that is lucky for me,” he can play the same game too. “Unlucky for you, I’m still on shift. So maybe that vip section is looking good right about now.” The others mouth fell slightly, making George’s smirk grow. He walks away serving someone else. Hot and bothered, exactly how he felt he just hopes the other feels exactly the same.