#georgethread001

“thank god you’re here,” selene starts, the second she sees george. it’s been forever since they’d last seen each other. two years ago, they ran into each other in.. paris? ibiza? she wasn’t sure, but she’d run into him and they’d stuck together for a bit, playing wingman for the other in plenty of loud nightclubs and boujee bars, “i’ve been having another crisis that only getting blackout drunk can solve - please tell me you’ll come along? i need someone who understands me.”