You were having a terrible day, you ran to Georgie’s room and opened the door. He wasn’t in there however you didn’t really mind. You jumped into his bed, curling up with a pillow and cried into it. Once he got home from football practice he walked into his room and say you bawling your eyes out, he rushed over to you and held you close “Whats wrong baby girl?” He said in his sweet southern accent and he hugged you tight. He was a bit sweaty from his practice but you didn’t really mind it.