𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀 : 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 𝙊𝙁 𝘼 𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙀

"Spill it, Whitby. What'd I do that made you unable to stand being around me."

"Why do you want to know so badly?" Blythe rested her elbow atop the back of the couch and propped her head up with her fist as she studied George.

"You know me, love, I'm incredibly concerned about what people think about me." He joked, copying her position and leaning towards her slightly. Blythe saw the mischief in his eyes, and in an unexpected move, laughed loudly.

"George Wealsey, I don't think I've ever once seen you be concerned with what people think about you." Blythe chuckled, taking a small sip of what was left of her drink.

"Well, maybe not just anybody. But I definitely care about what you think about me."

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