WHEN: after he returns from New York
WHERE: Cabin 004
WHAT: watching FRIENDS episodes
RATING: maybe pg 13 for language
George actually made a quick stop at the dvd section of the store before heading over to Bella's cabin. As much as he cared for Bella, Julie needed him at the moment. Sure she was okay now, but the girl was recently attacked by an enemy and shit like that-real or not real-can seriously fuck with one's head. He was fine with having a near death experience-he hoped-but a nice dame like Julie shouldn't have to go through such a thing.
He tried to put on a good face as he knocked on the door, but was surprised to find it already open. Either Bella wanted to see him that bad or she just forgot to lock the door. Any sort of a future lecture was forgotten as soon as he saw the inside.
"Holy shit!" One of the cabin mates must've been a little bit trigger happy with the decorations. "Hey, Leftie," He called out, taking off his boots. "Did christmas just explode in here or something?"
He stepped in through the corridor, but stopped when it felt like he hit a brick wall, and he couldn't move an inch forward or back. George took a gander up-and nearly grinned at the mistletoe above his head.
He hoped he was right in guessing how he needed to get loose, and he may as well have a little fun with it.