“you’re sitting in my spot,” she raised an eyebrow, arms crossed over her chest as she did her best attempt at being intimidating. she failed to say the least. georgie pulled out a chair across from him and pressed her elbows to the wooden table before propping her head up on her palms. “i’m going to have to be a little more physical if i catch you in that spot again. i’ll let it slide this time though,” she teased, a small hint of a smirk now creeping onto her face though.
“why are you sitting here though? it’s prime party time. we should be out drinking, doing drugs, sleeping with strangers. you know, living our best life. or whatever,” she shrugged, grin planted on her face now as she looked across the table at him. “you aren’t going to force me to go out by myself are you?”
( @andkams )
