02/08/2022 11:59 PM  February Prompt People often wonder who George Weasley had a crush on during his school years. For the longest time he didn’t give an answer. Mostly because he didn’t often have an answer. He could be seen with girls, but they hadn’t been crushes like many assumed. They were likeable, but most only saw him as the prankster or so caught up in their own feelings that he didn’t get anywhere with them.   It wasn’t until his sixth year, half way through the year, that he had been caught staring at one Ms. Hermione Granger. He was spotted by Fred at the Gryffindor table, looking down at Harry, Ron and Hermione. But his eyes weren’t fixed onto the boys, no. He was looking at Hermione, admiring how she talked about things, her passion for anything. He admired how much she had grown, not just in personality but in looks too.   Fred had noticed, a month and a half after the school year started, that George got flustered around the girl. George tried to hide it, most overlooked him anyways unless he was out and about pranking and setting off jokes. It was Fred that most people looked at, being the more outspoken twin. But Fred knew George better and saw that he was flustered around her as he tried to speak. Hermione must think he was some sort of weirdo, more than normal at least.   It wasn’t until the Yule Ball that George realised he was smitten with her. He had been a coward and didn’t ask her to the ball. Fred didn’t even bug him about it, knowing that George was beating himself up over it and didn’t need to have someone poking fun at him.   For the rest of the year, George tried to avoid her. His insecurities getting the best of him. Plus it was obvious that his little brother had a thing for her too. He was one to bug his little brother, but didn’t over the fact that he likes Hermione. How could he even bug his little brother when he too had a crush on the girl? Seemed hypocritical in his mind.   George looked over at the sleeping form of Hermione, breathing softly. HE smiled as he thought about the time that he had a crush on the brunette. It was a time that he thought that she wouldn’t notice him or just see him as a prankster. But he had grown so much since then. They both had. But it was no longer a crush. He had fallen hopelessly in love with her and would forever be grateful to have her. That she sees him more than a prankster and that there is another side to him, a side that only she gets to see.    “I love you” He whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist, snuggling her close, happiness radiating from him as he found sleep again with her by his side.   0 Comments

12/30/2021 03:37 PM  Drabble: Broken timeturner gone wrong George sighed, the time turner he had stolen from a death eater at the battle of Hogwarts was in his pocket. When George stole it, he didn’t know at the time that Fred was going to die. He thought that the two could go back in time to meet the Marauders. But that didn’t happen since Fred had died. It had been a year and a half since the battle. A year and a half since George lost Fred. A year and a half he had kept the time turner hidden from everyone, knowing that someone would fight him, make it so that he couldn’t use it. George planned on using the time turner to go back to the battle, to save Fred.   George reached into his pocket, pulling the time turner out of his pocket. How was this to work? He should’ve quizzed Hermione while they were at the Burrow earlier that day on how it works without seeming suspicious about it. But he didn’t want to let on that he had one. Would she have stopped him? Would she have turned him over to the Ministry? George couldn’t be too sure of what she would do.    “You shouldn’t have that” He heard from his left side, making him jump, dropping it. He looked at the broken time turner for a moment then looked up to see it was actually Hermione. “What are you doing here?” He said. “You shouldn’t be here” HE knelt and scooped up the time turner, fiddling with it, seeing if he could fix it.   “I came to check on you. You seemed distant today at your mum's place” Hermione said. She eyed up the time turner in George’s hands “You aren’t supposed to have that” Hermione stated again as she approached him, hand out so she can have it “Give it to me and I’ll bring it to the Ministry” she looked at him, still wondering how he got it “How…. how did you even get it?” She asked.   George looked at Hermione like she was crazy that he would just hand it over to her “I nicked it from a death eater at the battle of Hogwarts” George replied, holding on tightly to the time turner. “I was going to use it with Fred to meet Harry’s dad and the Marauders. But that was a thought I had before Fred died” George added as Hermione approached him and tried to wrangle the time turner away.   “Give it to me” She said as she tried to wrestle it away from Ginger. But George wasn’t going to give it up so easily. But he was losing his grip as they wrestled for it, eventually dropping it. When it hit the floor the second time, since it was already broken, it started buzzing with magic. “Oh no” Hermione said as she dove for it, George following suit. George’s fingers were longer, he just managed to wrap his fingers around it as Hermione’s fingers grazed it, and both of them disappeared from his flat.   After a few seconds, the broken time turner sent them back in time, farther back then George originally wanted to go. George landed with a thud on something hard. He heard another thud about ten feet away and assumed it was Hermione. George groaned as he opened his eyes. His stomach was sore from landing on it so hard. HE looked around, noticing that there was lots of grass. As he moved his head to look around he noticed that there were a lot of trees. “What…. What happened?” He muttered as he heard a noise to his left.   It sounded like someone groaning in pain. “Hermione?” George called, realizing it might be her since she had touched the time turner too just as he wrapped his fingers around it. “George?” She groaned. It took a moment for her to come out into the clearing he was in, but it wasn’t her that he saw. It was of a woman. “Who are you?” George asked, realizing it wasn’t Hermione. “It’s Hermione, you git” Wouldn’t be the first time a girl called him a git, he knew it wouldn’t be the last time either. “You don’t look like Hermione” He stated as she looked at him finally. “George? Is that you?” She asked.   “What.. What do you mean? Of course it is me” His hands went to his torso, only to find out that it was bare. HE could hear Hermione snickering as he looked down. A shriek escaped him as he realized he was in nothing but a loin cloth. “I think,” She giggled. “You're supposed to be George of the Jungle '' George went to a stream and noticed that his torso was more muscular than normal and he was in fact in a loincloth. “How is this possible?” HE muttered, trying to wrap his arms around himself.   Hermione approached him. “We broke the time turner when it fell the first time” Hermione said. “I think the second time we dropped it, something messed up. When we touched it, something to do with the magic from the broken time turner and our magic made things go wrong” She smirked at George.   George raised an eyebrow “Gone wrong?” HE said, a humourless laugh came from his lips. “I’m this supposed George of the Jungle that I have no idea about. I’m in nothing but this cloth thing” He looked annoyed. “I thought this was a muggle thing? George of the jungle?”   “Unless it’s not” Hermione said as she scooped up some water in her hand for a drink. “Unless they wanted us to think it was fiction” She looked at him just as a tucan came to rest on George’s shoulder, making him jump “What the hell?” HE shrieked. After calming down he realized the bird was friendly and must be a friend of this George person he now was. “George. George '' The toucan said. It was weird for George. Cause it worked out nicely that he still could use his name even though he was no longer in his body.   “George… George” The toucan said again. George was intrigued that the bird could talk. “Awesome” HE said as he approached the toucan, poking at it gently. “Really?” Hermione said, rolling her eyes at the male. “What? This is cool” George chuckled just as Ape came out of the trees, startling both George and Hermione. “George. What are you doing?” Ape asked, as both Hermione and George gawked at a talking ape. “You can talk?” Hermione asked.   “Of course I can, you know this” He said, looking at the two suspiciously. “What is wrong with you two?” He asked “Sick” George replied right away. “Not feeling like ourselves,” He said, giving a fake cough. “Really, you idiot?” Hermione said as he gave a shrug.   0 Comments

12/19/2021 12:02 PM  Prompt for 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒕. Untangling the Lights George sighed happily as he left his flat. It was Sunday, the day that every one set aside to have the weekly dinner at the Burrow. Ever since moving out, he had missed spending time with his family. Granted most days were chaotic and crazy. But that’s what made George love his family, it was always crazy, but they were all unique and added something special to the day. Hermione had a few things to finish up at the Ministry and would meet George at the Burrow.   George apparated just outside the fence and headed inside. “Morning mum” He greeted his mother with a kiss on the cheek. “Oh Georgie, so glad you could make it” She said as she gave her son a hug then ushered him into the living room with a cup of tea. As George got into the living room, he couldn’t help but to chuckle, seeing Ronald tangled in the lights for the tree. Hearing his brothers chuckle, Ron stopped, his cheeks going pink.   “I… uhhhh…. Wasn’t expecting anyone here so soon” Ron said as he tried to fight to get out of the tangled lights. “And I…. uhhh….. Got stuck” Ron looked at his brother with a sheepish look.   “Clearly” George said as approached Ron and helped him out of the lights. “Hang onto that end” George said as he handed one end of the lights and they both attempted to untangle the lights, which took about ten minutes of trying to get the lights through knots and unkinking them. “There” George said as he stood at one end of the living room and Ron on the other with the lights between them, untangled. “That took awhile” Ron said as he went to the tree and started placing the lights on it.   George laughed as he helped. “At least you had the help” George said as he smiled warmly at his little brother. It wasn’t often the two got a long, but George was trying with Ron. George spent most of their lives terrorizing Ron with his pranks, jokes and judgemental looks. But George had grown since the war. He wanted to make peace with Ron.   0 Comments

12/19/2021 11:14 PM  Prompt for ⌜αηgє ∂є ησëℓ⌟ (Gabrielle) The holidays were finally upon them. And of course Mrs. Weasley was once again, having a day where she had evey one, literally every one, helping with setting up. Ginny and Fleur offered to help in the kitchen while the boys slunk off to help with the tent and put up spells to keep the tent nice and warm. Hermione had gone out to help with the spells for the tent.   About an hour later, George emerged into the kitchen, looking to get something warm to drink when he realized Gabrielle was there. “Gabby!” George exclaimed happily just as she was putting a flash back into her pocket quickly. “Really? Spiking the eggnog?” He said as he nodded to her hand that she had just shoved back into her pocket with the flask.   Gabrielle’s face went a shade of pink as she got caught. “Just adding a little extra punch to it” She said with a smirk. “Plus” She looked George straight in the eyes. “From my understanding” He knew where this was going. “You and Fred have a tendency to spike the eggnog”   George chuckled. “It’s expected from us. I never thought Fleur’s little sister would be one to spike anything” George chuckled as he grabbed a glass from the cupboard and went to the eggnog, scooping some into his cup. He took a sip then licked his lips. “Not bad. A pinch of firewhiskey in the eggnog is always great” He chuckled just as his mother came back into the kitchen “George Fabien Weasley. You're not to be touching the eggnog” She said as she basically ran the twin out of the kitchen, who was gigging as he ran off with the cup.   0 Comments

12/19/2021 09:28 PM  Prompt for Slytherin Captain Snowball fight   Saturday morning, George was happy to see that there was fresh snow all around Hogwarts. Which meant that there was fresh snow to make snowballs out of, attack the unsuspecting. Granted, everyone should know by now how the twins were when the weather was nice, outside causing some sort of chaos.   George got up and got ready for the day. He met Fred in the common room within ten minutes and both headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. They needed the fuel for the day ahead, since lunch was a few hours away.    Ginny looked at the twins with a disgusted look, the same one she gave Ron when he was eating. But they didn’t pay any attention as they finished eating then headed out of the Great Hall. Students were getting ready to head outside, to enjoy the beautiful weather, and play in the snow. As soon as George and Fred got outside, George inhaled, taking in the cool, fresh air.   He loved seeing the yard so lively with winter activity. People are just enjoying the little time left at school before the holidays. George was lost in thought so he didn’t notice that Fred was making a snowball until it hit him on the cheek. “HEY!” George shouted as Fred ran away, and soon enough, the twins were having a snowball fight.   Fred ran past some Slytherin’s as George aimed at his twin, but because Fred was moving, the snowball hit the back of a Slytherin. George made a whoops face as Marcus Flint turned around, glaring at the twins. “Really?” He said, clearly annoyed. “Watch where you're aiming,” He said.   “Lighten up, Flint” George said as he smirked. “It’s just a little bit of snow” He said just as Fred threw a snowball at Marcus. “Have a bit of fun” The ginger said just as Marcus bent down and scooped up snow and formed a ball. “You want fun?” Marcus said as he flung a snowball right at George, hitting him square in the chest. “Lets see who can land the most hits” He said as his Slytherin friends started making snowballs. “SNOWBALL FIGHT!!!!!” George yelled at the top of his lungs as he started pelting Marcus and the other Slytherins with snowballs.   There was laughter from the Slytherins and the twins. It was uncommon for the Slytherins to partake in such foolish things, but George had nailed Marcus by accident, and he supposed the other male took that as a challenge. Marcus had landed some good hits on the twins, also tried diving away as Fred went after him as Marcus had tried to and a decent size snowball onto George.   Forty-five minutes later, Marcus and George were heaving, trying to get air into their lungs after chasing each other or other people with snowballs. “Good…… fight…..” George said to Marcus. “You….. tooooo…..” Marcus replied as he stuck his hand out for the ginger to shake, which George did “Just, next time, don’t nail me with a snowball” Marcus chuckled and George couldn’t help but chuckle in return as they went their separate ways.   0 Comments

12/19/2021 05:01 PM  Prompt for white rabbit George sighed as he looked at Audrey. She had asked him to be nice to Percy this christmas. That was asking a lot from the prankster, who took joy out of pranking his older brother. Percy was never one to laugh at such foolish things, always so serious. That was probably why George and Fred had always tried their pranks on their older brother while they all lived at home, to help him see the joy in life. But it never worked.    “Please” Audrey said, almost begging. “You know he doesn’t like those pranks you pull, even if its in good faith” She said. “But one Christmas, please don’t go after Percy”   George ran a hand through his hair as he thought of what she asked. Were his pranks always in good faith towards his brother? Maybe not, but they were funny to him and Fred. “I don’t see why it's such a big deal to you if I don’t do it to my brother” George finally said to her. He took a sip of his tea as he looked at her.   “You're not the one he complains to” She muttered but George stil heard her with his one good ear. He couldn’t help but to chuckle at her comment. That was fair though, Percy and George hadn’t really talked in the last few years, but he could see how it could be a pain for Audrey. “I can’t promise anything” George said “But I will <i>try</i> not to go after Percy” He said with a smirk as she rolled her eyes.   “I guess that’s as good as I’ll get from you” Audrey said. What was with the Weasley boys and having to have shenanigans going on. “You always have to have shenanigans going on, especially towards your brothers” She accused him. “Now. Now. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t pull shenanigans and chaos. It’s also what people expect from me” George said before walking away leaving Audrey with a dumbfounded expression.   0 Comments

12/19/2021 02:09 PM  Prompt for Outcast Loki never intended on letting George Weasley go. The God of Mischief thought he could still have the Ginger on his side, but George repeatedly refused. He wouldn’t betray the people he cared about, no matter the promises Loki gave to him. Loki had George locked up, in a comfy cell, with great food. George knew this was to bribe him to join him.   There was a big picture window that Loki often stood by just watching the young male. George could see out too, so it wasn’t like George couldn’t see his capture. He could see Loki yell at people on a daily basis, unamused that things weren’t going to plan, especially with George. Thor had visited George once, before Loki found out and told his brother not to disturb his prisoner.   But George found out that Loki pushes everyone away when he deems them unworthy, unable to use them to his advantage. But what disturbed George the most was that Loki even pushed his own brother away. Family was everything to George. Granted George was from a big family, most days were chaotic. But George loves his family deeply and would do anything for them, even getting punished.   George heard the door of his cell open. He looked to see Loki come in with a tray of food. “Here” Loki said as he put it on the table next to the bed that George sat on. “No thanks” George said, not hungary. Which was odd since George was hungry a lot. “You know” George said as he looked out the window, seeing Thor walk past. “You should stop pushing everyone away” He said, “You have people who do care, even when you're being an a**hole” George said.   George’s words hit home, since at one point he was an a**hole to his family, and pushed them away after he lost Fred. He realized he shouldn’t have pushed them away. “You have no idea what it’s like, to be seen just as the God of Mischief” Loki said. ‘I push people away to protect myself because more times than not, Thor has humiliated me”   George raised an eyebrow “As you have done to him” George commented. “I get it though, my family had only seen me half of a set of twins, a prankster, someone who caused mischief but that never made me push them away.” George frowned as he looked down. “Family is everything, blood or not, Thor is your only family, stop pushing him away”    “If it were that easy” The God said. “You don’t know anything about us” He was right, George knew that. He knew literally nothing about the brothers, their lives, the people they’ve come into contact with. But George stood by what he said, family is everything. “I learned that no matter what I did, no matter how stupid my pranks were, or how stupid I was being, my family was there. Even when I pushed them away when my brother died. They still stood by me. Just like Thor has done for you” George looked at his hands, scars from the battle, from Loki, jus scars from life. But he knew if anything, his family would support him.   0 Comments

12/18/2021 07:17 PM  Prompt for ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴡᴀɴ Watching a Christmas movie George had been working a lot lately, with the holidays coming up. People were wanting to get their pranks and gadgets together for gifts, so George was trying his best to keep up and keep the shelves stocked up. Thankfully, his days went by fast as he worked on his products, but was usually exhausted by the time he locked the doors at ten pm. He had taken the next day off to head to the Burrow as Mrs. Weasley had, as she put it, an important guest. George rolled his eyes as he went up to the flat and headed to bed.   By eight am, he could feel Hermione shaking him awake. “George,” She said gently. “Your mother is expecting you soon.” She said as George groaned. He knew she was right, not that he wanted to get up just yet. “Five more minutes” He mumbled as he swatted Hermione’s hand away, causing her to giggle. “Get up or miss breakfast at your mothers” She said, causing George to jump out of bed. That was one thing George missed, was his mothers cooking. And Hermione knew it and used breakfast against him.   After showering, dressing and brushing his teeth, George and Hermione floo’d to the Burrow. As George emerged from the fireplace, he spotted Ginny, Ron, Mr. Weasley and another girl , who he assumed was Odette, the girl his mother had told him about, all sitting in the living room, eyes glued onto the television that Hermione had brought to them. Mr. Weasley was ecstatic about it, having a muggle invention in the house.    George chuckled as he went into the kitchen and was about to start dishing up for himself when his mother handed him a plate. “Thanks mum” George said as he went back into the living room and sat beside Odette “You must be Odette” George said as he went to take a bite of toast “And your George” She said with a smile. “Your mother has already informed me of everyone” She said as she raised an eyebrow at him, with a smirk.   “Of course she did. She’s good like that” George said as he looked at the television. “What on earth are you watching?” HE asked as he saw the Grinch be shown. “It’s called The Grinch , someone who hates christmas” Odette said   “Someone who hates christmas? Are there people like that?” George asked her. HE was so used to big Christmas celebrations that he had never thought that there were people who didn’t like the holidays.    Odette laughed softly, feeling some comfort with the Weasley’s already. “It explains in the movie why he doesn’t” She said. The movie played on, George making snarky comments like “What is with their hair?” or “They have a weird obsession with Christmas” making Odette laugh. It got to the part with the flashback of when the Grinch was a child, in school, the endless bullying. He could see why the Grinch hated Christmas. “Poor bugger” George muttered as he sipped the tea that his mother had given him.    “I can see why he hates Christmas. Being bullied like that” George said as Odette nodded. “It’s tough, when you want to love something like they do, but to be bullied cause your different” Odette said in a soft voice, making George look at her. Her expression was crestfallen. She had been having a good time, laughing along with the Weasley’s. Was it something he said?    Odette could feel George looking at her, and she looked at him, giving him a smile. “I’m fine. Just sometimes there are things that remind me of…. My life” She said and George’s heart dropped for her. “I’m sorry, want to talk about it?” He said. She shook her head. “It’s not a story for now. Let's finish the movie” She turned back to the television.   George sighed and nodded, he wanted to know but she obviously didn’t want to talk about it. The movie went on, George cracking jokes about the Grinch, Max, and the Who’s. Finally, it was the part where the Grinch returned the gifts, realizing the meaning of Christmas wasn’t about the gifts, but being part of the festivities with loved ones.    “That’s why I love the holidays,” George said. “Being with family and doing things with them” George smiled. “The festivities, the family time, doing things, that’s what Christmas is all about. The gifts are just an added bonus” George said as the movie ended. “I enjoyed watching the movie with you,” George said to Odette and his family. “Me too.” Odette said happily “It’s rare when I can watch tv” She smiled.    “How long are you here for?” George asked his new friend. “For a few days” She responded just as he got a look in his eye. “No George” Mrs. Weasley said, seeing the look in his eyes. “There is to be shenanigans while she’s here” She added just as George brought his plate to the kitchen with a smirk   0 Comments

12/17/2021 04:32 PM  Prompt for 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ I never asked for this I don't want to lose you too   George stood in the living room of his flat, just staring at his twin brother, Fred. He was at a loss for words. Last year was rough. Since the war, since thinking Fred was dead, George had been grieving, had been seen with issues, drinking, giving into his anxiety and depression. Had gone through the stages and with help, he had been trying to move forward. Now he finds out that Fred is actually alive, and has been in a coma since the wall collapsed on him.   “George?” He heard his brother say. “I grieved for you” George said finally, the only thing he could think of saying at the moment. He shook his head, taking in a shaky breath. “Damn it Fred” George slammed his hands onto the table. “For the last year, I thought you were dead. I believed you to be dead. Because that’s what we all thought. WE buried your body, or at least what we thought to be your body”    Fred expected this, expected his brother to be upset at the fact he didn’t know. “George. I-I’m so-”    “DON’T say your sorry” George said, knowing that's what he was going to say.   “I never asked for this, I never asked to keep this from you. But McGonagall thought it would be better if no one knew.” Fred said as he stood up from the couch “Even you” He added softly.    George couldn’t believe what he was hearing. McGonagall had seen how much of a mess he had been since seeing Fred laying in the Great Hall after Voldemort was killed. To see him cry for the loss of Fred, to see George struggle with his mental health, give into addiction, and still, she said it was better if George didn’t know that Fred was actually alive? He couldn’t believe it.    “We had done EVERYTHING together since we were born. This year has been my literal hell trying to move on. And you thought it would be alright to let me think you were dead?” He could feel the tears in his eyes as he processed what the other ginger was saying. How was this even right? How could he think that George would be alright with this? To leave him thinking he was twinless.   “You would’ve been right by my side when everyone else needed you” Fred tried to reason.    “But I haven’t, I’ve barely been there for any one. You have no idea how bad my depression had been, how hard it was just to take care of myself.” But he had just started getting better, Ginny had physically made him go to therapy, which he was grateful for. In taking care of himself, he was finally able to be there for the ones that needed him.   “I’ve never been mad at you, NEVER. But the fact that you thought McGonagall was right, I don’t think I can forgive this” The anger in George’s voice was unsettling. He had never spoken to Fred like that. In the twenty years the twins had, George had never been angry with Fred. But now he felt betrayed. He couldn’t stand looking at his twin.   “Wh-Where are you going?” Fred asked as George walked to the door. “Out for a drink” George responded.   “I don’t want to lose you to” Fred said as he tried to reach his brother “Mum had already abandoned me years ago, but I just can’t lose you either” The hurt in Fred’s voice made George stop with his hand on the door knob.    He stood there, internally fighting with himself. He knew he shouldn’t leave, but he was so hurt, so angry with what Fred did, he just needed to leave. “I’m just not ready to face you yet” George said as he finally opened the door and left.   0 Comments

12/17/2021 02:11 PM  Prompt for нerмιone I only wanted to help   Frustration had set in. It had been only a week since the battle, and George found himself getting frustrated by literally everything and everyone. It got to the point that most people were avoiding George, afraid of being the reason who exploded from frustration. He wanted to go back to his flat above the shop, but his mother insisted that he stay at the Burrow for the time being. She was the one who got most of his frustration, as she kept nagging about anything that bothered George to no end. All he wanted to was wallow in misery by himself, not having his mother breath down his neck.   It was the day of the funeral and George was anxious, his hands shook horribly as he tried to tie up his neck tie. “Bloody hell” He muttered. He hated that his mother made him wear the suit and necktie, he always had issues with it. He sighed as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. His hair was shaggy, he had some stubble. His eyes were red from the constant crying. He hated the way he looked.   There was a knock on the bathroom door and he jumped. He forgot that when he went to wash his face and try to tie his tie, he left the door open. He looked in the mirror to see Hermione was standing on the door. “Your mother wanted me to come check on you” She said softly. “I’ll be down in a minute, just trying to tie this” He said as he lifted the tie up.   “Here, let me help” Hermione said as she quickly approached him, taking the tie in her hand, which made him turn him otherwise she’d be pulling it against the side of his neck. Her hands quickly began tying it. “You don’t need to,” George said as he tried to pull away. “It’ll only take a moment,” Hermione said as she tried to continue.   “I said you don’t need to,” George said as he yanked the tie out of Hermione’s hands and turned. He could see her through the mirror, her hands were still in the air, slowly she brought them to her chest “I only wanted to help” She said as she looked at his back. “I don’t need or want your help. If you want to help someone, go find Ron or Harry '' George snapped at her.   She took in a shaky breath and quickly retreated from the bathroom. George sighed as he watched her leave through the mirror. All she wanted was help, and he snapped her. What was wrong with him?   0 Comments

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