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angelgazing) wrote2005-11-09 10:05 pm
angelgazing) wrote2005-11-09 10:05 pm
arrested development drabble and gip
::clears throat::
I present to you, my awkward OTP.
George Michael laughs nervously, his fingers twitching—like he's going to reach for the cereal, or the milk, or her. He just twitches, fingertips pressing into the counter, the milk and the cereal on his right and Maeby in front of him.
She's in front of him, and she's pretty sure he doesn't understand that that's the point.
Uncle Michael is telling her mom she should learn the difference between right and wrong; and Maeby doesn't even care, because George Michael is in front of her, laughing, with his fingers twitching like he's going to reach for her this time.
I present to you, my awkward OTP.
George Michael laughs nervously, his fingers twitching—like he's going to reach for the cereal, or the milk, or her. He just twitches, fingertips pressing into the counter, the milk and the cereal on his right and Maeby in front of him.
She's in front of him, and she's pretty sure he doesn't understand that that's the point.
Uncle Michael is telling her mom she should learn the difference between right and wrong; and Maeby doesn't even care, because George Michael is in front of her, laughing, with his fingers twitching like he's going to reach for her this time.
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