It turned out George could facepalm with the best of them. "Er, yes, I know," he tried again, hands very politely on Steph's shoulders and cheeks burning at the subject matter. "I wouldn't... Um, yes. But I'm a guy, Steph. And you're..."
Letting out a nervous little chuckle - Merlin, what was it about this girl that could make brimming-with-confidence George Weasley into a babbling first-year? - he shrugged ruefully, scratching the back of his head with one hand. "Well, you're gorgeous. And drunk. And I've never had a girl with me in bed, even just to sleep. So maybe it's better, you see, if you just..." He waved one hand toward the bed, "Um, sleep alone?"
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Date: 2007-08-10 09:12 pm (UTC)Letting out a nervous little chuckle - Merlin, what was it about this girl that could make brimming-with-confidence George Weasley into a babbling first-year? - he shrugged ruefully, scratching the back of his head with one hand. "Well, you're gorgeous. And drunk. And I've never had a girl with me in bed, even just to sleep. So maybe it's better, you see, if you just..." He waved one hand toward the bed, "Um, sleep alone?"