The man in front of him was far from the George Bonnie remembered.
Bone thin, stubble filled face, and a strong smell of alcohol.
Lying motionless on the bed as if he were dead.
Bonnie rushed over to check her nostrils and breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, still alive.
"Don't be such a wreck, get up and eat something." Bonnie held out her hand toward him.
Hearing the voice, George slowly opened his eyes but in pain, "Annie, just leave me alone and let me wait here to die, I'm not much use anyway."
Bonnie almost laughed.
"Look at you, it's just that you met a scumbag, as if you hadn't met one before."
George painfully handed her a sultry look.
Thank you, I feel even worse inside now!
"I mean, you used to be able to pull yourself together and get into your next relationship quickly, so how come you can't now?" Bonnie explained.
George covered his face in pain and sighed.
"I'm not like this because I can't walk away from the pain Sami brought me."
Bonnie wrinkled her clear eyebrows, "And why is that?"
"If I hadn't gotten that son of a bitch Sami, nothing would have happened to you and Damon." George's eyes were filled with guilt.
It was so close, so close that Bonnie and Damon died!
George said, some pain hammered his head, "You say I have met so many scum, how is it that I can not polish the eyes?"
"You do have a bad eye." Bonnie commented sincerely.
Andrew passed by, but ignored it and caught Erika and Joanna hiding in the tarp, then pulled out Lukas in the giant flower pot.
"Wow, I can't believe I didn't get caught!" Damon was especially happy, his eyes were shining, "Then I win!"
Andrew cool hands in his pockets, "Congratulations, then the four of us today's snacks go to you."
Damon, however, shook his head, "I don't want your snacks, just as long as you want to play with me every day!"
When he was abroad, he was always alone at home, and it was lonely!
That sincere tone of voice suddenly made the atmosphere a bit melodramatic.
Made the always cold and cool Andrew face crossed a touch of unnatural, a small voice muttered, "I should have known I would have arrested you first, save you to make a request."
The heart is thinking, so lovingly touched, not at all like a big brother.
He is still more like a big brother!
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