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⚠️BIG TW⚠️
                          
Today was the day, the coven of phoenix fire was coming. Even if it was down to one she could've easily replaced her sisters like how she replaced her eldest sister with Clay. 
                          
"George?" 
                          
"George, hello?"
                          
"George!"
                          
George snapped out of thought and saw Sapnap standing in front of him "What?"
                          
"What are do you mean by 'what'?" Sapnap mimicked "Hera is coming here today!"
                          
"Yeah, I know" George stood up "And we've done nothing about it."
                          
"You know it's the truth" George said "Clays upstairs smelling like booze, Drista is focused on what happened with Asher, Jake and Persephone are busy watching videos."
                          
"And we're doing nothing, not to mention Athena is upstairs locked in a room not saying a word" George said.
                          
"Your right" Sapnap said "Who knows when she's even coming here."
                          
"We need to come up with a plan, a plan how to get this going" George said "And I mean like a plan."
                          
"I agree" Sapnap said "But we Clay to be on board to make everyone on board."
                          
"I'll focus on Clay" George said.
                          
"Of course you will" Sapnap said, and George punched him in his shoulder.
                          
"I'll be back" George ran up the stairs. 
                          
George opened the door to Clays room, the smell of bourbon filled the room. Clay sat on his chair with his legs crossed on top of the desk, there was a big thing of bourbon half full. A book was set on Clays lap, he was reading?
                          
"What do you want George?" Clay asked as he flipped another page of the book, his voice was raspy. He knew George was there but he didn't look at him.
                          
George scoffed "You know what?"
                          
George took the bottle of bourbon and walked to Clays bathroom. He poured the liquor down the sink until it was empty. Once it was empty he set it back on Clays desk with a noise that got Clays attention.
                          
Clay looked the empty bottle of bourbon and looked back at his book "You owe me a new bottle of bourbon."
                          
"I don't owe you anything, you have plenty" George said.
                          
George walked to Clays window, leaving Clay in his chair...
                          
"What are you doing?" Clay asked.
                          
"Getting some light in here, your in the dark mentally and physically" George opened the blinds "You need some light in here."
                          
Clay had no reaction from the light filling his room, he was focused on his book.
                          
"Okay that's it" George snatched the book from Clay and threw it onto the bed "I'm getting the shower ready."
                          
"Why?" Clay asked.
                          
"You reek of bourbon even I can smell from downstairs."
                          
George walked into the bathroom. He started to twist the handles of the shower, turning it on. He felt the water it was boiling hot, he knew Clay liked his showers warm but slightly more cold. Once the water was just right and walked back to Clays room, opening his drawers. George started picking out clothes for Clay. He picked out long sleeve dark green shirt, and black jeans, and boxers. He folded the clothes and set them on top of the bed.
                          
"Are you serious?" Clay said.
                          
"Clay you look like a mess."
                          
"George I'm gonna rip your throat out with my teeth if you don't leave."