"Come on, Luz. This is totally your fault!" I groan as George and I clean up the kitchen. "No way. You started this." He protests. "I'm not the one who got us caught. I told you to watch your fucking mouth around Sobel and now look at where we are. You got our weekend passes revoked for a month. A whole goddamn month!" I retort. "Come put this mouth to good use then, huh?" He challenges. "I'll shove my foot so far up your ass it comes outta' your mouth. Is that what you were thinking?" I sneer. "You don't gotta be an ass about it." He mumbles. "I'm gonna kill you. I'm literally gonna kill you." I groan. "Aw, you love me, doll." He teases. "Shut up, Luz." I blush. "Come on. Give me a kiss." He continues. "Will you help clean this shit up or not?" I laugh. "Love you, too." He smirks. I shake my head but laugh nonetheless.