Fred nodded and patted George's shoulder. "Well when the week is over, you know where to find me." he told him, making sure that George would come to him if he needed any kind of support. He knew it was tough on his brother, hell, it was tough on everyone. All they could really do was be there for each other.
He smiled sadly at the mention of Angie, he could remember many a prank with Angelina. She was always critiquing his work, in a playful fashion. He felt a guilty twinge. She wasn't his girlfriend anymore, she was his brothers wife. A woman he no longer knew, a woman now lying in a grave meters away from where they stood.
"I really think this is your time to shine, for you two to patch things up between you. He needs you more than ever right now."