George Ward

I try my best to not bitch about random accounts, but, this one is a repeat offender

#GJ

I was exhausted when I posted this, forgot to mention that I’m very confused as to why they chose to like the most random replies on both here and on Emily. How are you “boosting” the posts by liking them? It’s just so odd to me

Eh. They’re blocked. I don’t have to worry about them anymore

I just checked her blocked accounts and yup, already blocked on her

I’m keeping the screenshot so I can copy / paste the handle so I can block across the board

~ text the Core Five group chat about this later…but, for now?

*George slowly rises to his feet, fearing he may faint from all the stress*

Let’s go home, baby

~ fucking exhausted…what a fucking night

He turns his head upwards to look at Emily, the exhaustion visible in his eyes and on his face. He sighs heavily, lifting one of Emily’s hands to his lips and pressing a kiss to the back of it*

I agree with you wholeheartedly on that, baby. I’ll have to ~

~ complimented? He feels like he’s in a totally different dimension

Ahh…so he (( is )) still with Pearl…that’s a miracle*

Your son is in good hands with me, Oliver. Don’t you worry. Have a good rest of your night

*Oliver finally leaves, and, George feels like he’s about to throw up. He’s ~

~ comes to an end, but, he’s left feeling even more terrified when Oliver asks Yosuke to wait for him in the hallway

He’s silent the entire time, his gaze never shifting from Oliver even once. Good, his son doesn’t know about their past…hopefully he won’t ever find out. The fact that he’s being ~

~ entire time, and, he notices how his gaze sometimes lingers a little (( too )) long on Emily for his liking. It’s taking every ounce of control not to snap at him, so desperately wanting to say “I’d appreciate it if you kept your attention on me and not my wife, Oliver”

The conference soon ~

~ his table. He’s going to have to text the Core Five group chat later, especially since they were also bullied by Oliver. Especially poor Theodore, since he actually tried being nice to him and wanted to be his friend…only for Oliver to torment him

Oliver is watching both him and Emily the ~

~ entirely possible that he inherited his mother’s personality, somehow managing to not pick up any of Oliver’s bad traits

His colleagues (some of whom are his and Emily’s closest friends) are too focused on their own conferences to know what’s going on, blissfully unaware of what’s going on at ~

~ the dark on purpose. He can be a dick at times (which was a huge common denominator back when him and Emily used to constantly butt heads), but, now isn’t the time for that

So far? He isn’t picking up any bad vibes from Yosuke. If anything, his demeanour reminds him a lot of Pearl. It’s ~

*George, by some miracle, is able to keep his composure throughout the conference. His focus is mainly on Yosuke, but, he makes sure to include Oliver as much as he can

Despite their past…he’s still the father of that boy, he deserves to know about what’s going on, he’s not going to leave him in ~

I already have them blocked on Emily, iirc

#GJ

I see this account came back for a round two and just liked a random reply from the SL

I’m not even gonna bother asking them to remove the like. They’re blocked now and looks like I’m blocking across the board

~ your mother and your Aunt Petra

~ and stirring shit up

His breath hitches at Yosuke’s question, causing him to pause for a moment. He clears his throat, keeping that same neutral, yet somehow still professional, tone that he held before*

We used to be schoolmates before you were born. My wife and I used to be friends with ~

~ in check and making sure she didn’t end up in the wrong crowd

That was until she developed a crush on Oliver

He wonders if Pearl and Oliver are still together, given her absence tonight. Maybe Oliver insisted that he attended tonight’s conference by himself, with the intent of causing tension ~

*George takes a mental note, impressed and shocked by Yosuke’s soft tone and kind demeanour. He definitely inherited that from his mother

He remembers Pearl fondly. How soft spoken and kind she was. She hardly got herself into trouble, on account of her identical twin sister, Petra, keeping her ~

~ female friends, and, of course…his wife

He turns his attention to Yosuke, disregarding his father for the time being. He wants to try and make a somewhat good first impression, even though they got off on the wrong foot right from the jump*

It’s nice to finally meet you

~ sure that he fits in and does well. Wouldn’t want your son to fail

*George has yet to see if Yosuke is anything like his father. A huge part of him hopes and prays that he took after Pearl, one of the most kind and intelligent women he’s ever known…aside from his female family members, his ~

~ clue what’s going on

Good. Let’s keep it that way

He gently squeezes Emily’s hands again, letting her know that he’s good. He addresses Oliver once more, his tone not shifting one bit*

Please…take a seat and let’s get started. I know that Yosuke is new to the school, and, I’d like to make ~

~ no longer having the bite it did before. It’s neutral with a hint of firmness, the tone he always uses if someone is testing his patience…Emily included

He briefly glances at Oliver’s son, whose name is Yosuke, who looks both confused and embarrassed. That kid, without a doubt, has no ~

*George feels Emily gently squeezing his shoulders, silently telling him that he needs to keep his temper in check

He’s half-Italian, he inherited the temper that comes with it. But, he doesn’t want to lose his job because of (( Oliver )) of all people

He manages to calm himself down, his tone ~

~ time to play catch up. Let’s keep it (( professional ))

~ disgusting hands on her…

Now, normally? He wouldn’t care if another man called Emily beautiful. When it comes to Oliver? That’s a different story*

I’d highly suggest that you watch what you say to MY WIFE, Oliver…this isn’t about her. This is about your kid being in my class

Now isn’t the ~

~ trembling. His lip curls upwards into a sneer, his voice just one register above a snarl

That bastard…he knows exactly how to get under his fucking skin…acting all friendly with Emily…acting as if he didn’t used to fucking torment her constantly…

…acting as if he never laid his ~

~ now turning to Emily. That smug look never leaves his face as he laughs before addressing her*

“Emily? My goodness, is that you? You’re just as pretty as the last time I saw you!”

*George was finally able to find his voice. His expression shifts from horror to rage, his voice no longer ~

~ move or say anything, even when Emily comes over to try and diffuse the tension. He feels her hands resting on his shoulders, her way of silently letting him know she was there. Trembling still, he places his hands over hers in an attempt to ground himself

Oliver’s attention shifts, his gaze ~

~ thought that they were overreacting, chalking it up to nothing more than a coincidence. Especially since they knew Oliver and Pearl had moved to Vancouver when their son was barely a year old…

His past has come back to haunt him. And Oliver is just as smug as he’s always been

He doesn’t ~

*George is still and silent. He’s so terrified, he can’t speak. He’s lucky he was able to even say Oliver’s name without throwing up or passing out…

Shit. Shit. SHIT…

His worst fear came true. He should know by now to trust his gut, he knew deep down that child was Oliver’s. Both him and Emily ~