vampiriic:

               ❝stuck? oh whatever will i do now…❞

  sarcasm, through and through. in reality, george isn’t
  opposed to the idea. the day’s free, and the company
  is kind. eyes that catch the suns rays stare into jeff’s,
  a soft, slow, blink momentarily breaking the sight. a
  hand is risen to george’s face, his index finger rubbing
  at his nose and top lip. an amused snort is given at the
  question, whilst george settles his head back onto a
  pillow.

       ❝eat? i don’t think it’d be fair to overstay my
            welcome, nor abuse your hospitality.❞

     Jeff returned the smile and sat up, propping himself
up with an elbow. He used his free hand to brush some
stray locks of hair from his face before shaking his head.
“C'mon, it’s fine. Really.” As much as he hated to be one
to plead, the rest of his day was looking pretty bleak once
this guy walked out the door. He had to at least attempt to
make it last. “What would you like?”