I'd love you to talk about any part of "do it like a brother (do it like a dude)", because it's one of my favourite of your recent stories. Because, well, ANNA/GEORGIE <3. Also, there will never be a time when Georgie topping Anna isn't both hot and adorable, so.
I particularly like the afterparty scene, so how about this bit? "This turns out not to be the case. At all.
The afterparty seems to intensify her feelings—whatever these feelings are—as she watches Georgie drink (mostly Ben's beer), and dance (mostly with other girls), and then take breaks from dancing by sitting down in a very stereotypically masculine way with her legs open, and all the while she's wearing that suit, and whenever she comes into view Anna can't take her eyes off her.
She can't do much of anything, actually, spending the first half of the night slumped next to Skandar and complaining at him. After a while, Will comes over, and Anna is suspicious of the timing of this—Skandar was just texting surreptitiously a moment ago, and she has the feeling he was sending an S.O.S. for someone to take over as Anna's shoulder to panic on.
"Anna's having a sexuality crisis," Skandar informs Will. "She wants some girl-on-girl action."
Will frowns in bemusement, and then there's a sudden flash of realisation across his face. He looks back at the crowd behind him, spotting Georgie and pointing at her, looking between her and Anna several times. Then, for good measure, he exclaims, "With Georgie?"
He sits down on Skandar's other side, and looks at him, wide-eyed, waiting for elaboration.
But Skandar just shrugs. "She's wearing a suit. You know how it is when women wear suits." Anna can't tell if he's serious.
"Really, though, Anna?" Will asks. "I mean—it's Georgie."
"No. Yes. No...maybe," Anna stammers. "I don't know," she wails pathetically.
"But it's Georgie," Will stresses.
"I knowww," Anna groans, cradling her head in her hands. "Don't remind me."
"Don't you think she might be up for it?" she hears Skandar asking Will.
"I don't know," is Will's indignant response. "I don't want to think about it." He pauses for a moment—clearly thinking about it. "She has been dancing all night with—thingy, you know, the girl who plays Jill."
Skandar laughs. "You're so rude. You could at least make an effort."
"Hang on," Anna interrupts, sitting up straight again. "She has?"
"Yeah, let's get back to the real issue at hand," Skandar snorts into his champagne, "Anna's desperate struggle against her oncoming gayness."
"I say give in to it," Will says, reaching across her for Skandar's champagne glass and taking a sip, ignoring Skandar's half-hearted protests. "It's more fun that way."
"Is this really just because of The Suit?" Skandar asks. (Anna has begun to think of it with capital letters.)
"The Suit has evil, sexuality-warping powers," Anna replies helplessly.
"Tilda is wearing a suit," Will points out, "do you have massively inappropriate feelings for her tonight too?"
Anna has no time to explain the intricate—and probably not immediately obvious—differences between the two suits, and all the ways in which Will clearly doesn't understand, because at that moment she spots Georgie making her way through the crowd towards them. Anna gulps. "Give me that," she hisses, grabbing the champagne glass from Will's hand and draining it in one.
Will shakes his head in disbelief. "I still can't believe you're getting like this over Georgie," he mutters. "She's like our little sister."
"Oh, ew, don't say that," Anna groans. Skandar laughs. "In fact, don't say anything, she's coming over here."
"Hey," says Georgie, arriving in front of the three of them and hooking her thumbs through her braces in a way that makes Anna find it difficult to focus on the conversation that follows.
"Got tired of dancing with Jill?" Will asks, smirking a little.
Georgie looks at him, tilts her head on one side and frowns. "Yeah, actually."
"Well, maybe there's someone else who'd like to take her place," Skandar says, not at all subtly, even going so far as to nudge Anna with his elbow.
"Oh, really?" Georgie is grinning.
Anna feels like her body is folding in on itself."
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I particularly like the afterparty scene, so how about this bit?
"This turns out not to be the case. At all.
The afterparty seems to intensify her feelings—whatever these feelings are—as she watches Georgie drink (mostly Ben's beer), and dance (mostly with other girls), and then take breaks from dancing by sitting down in a very stereotypically masculine way with her legs open, and all the while she's wearing that suit, and whenever she comes into view Anna can't take her eyes off her.
She can't do much of anything, actually, spending the first half of the night slumped next to Skandar and complaining at him. After a while, Will comes over, and Anna is suspicious of the timing of this—Skandar was just texting surreptitiously a moment ago, and she has the feeling he was sending an S.O.S. for someone to take over as Anna's shoulder to panic on.
"Anna's having a sexuality crisis," Skandar informs Will. "She wants some girl-on-girl action."
Will frowns in bemusement, and then there's a sudden flash of realisation across his face. He looks back at the crowd behind him, spotting Georgie and pointing at her, looking between her and Anna several times. Then, for good measure, he exclaims, "With Georgie?"
He sits down on Skandar's other side, and looks at him, wide-eyed, waiting for elaboration.
But Skandar just shrugs. "She's wearing a suit. You know how it is when women wear suits." Anna can't tell if he's serious.
"Really, though, Anna?" Will asks. "I mean—it's Georgie."
"No. Yes. No...maybe," Anna stammers. "I don't know," she wails pathetically.
"But it's Georgie," Will stresses.
"I knowww," Anna groans, cradling her head in her hands. "Don't remind me."
"Don't you think she might be up for it?" she hears Skandar asking Will.
"I don't know," is Will's indignant response. "I don't want to think about it." He pauses for a moment—clearly thinking about it. "She has been dancing all night with—thingy, you know, the girl who plays Jill."
Skandar laughs. "You're so rude. You could at least make an effort."
"Hang on," Anna interrupts, sitting up straight again. "She has?"
"Yeah, let's get back to the real issue at hand," Skandar snorts into his champagne, "Anna's desperate struggle against her oncoming gayness."
"I say give in to it," Will says, reaching across her for Skandar's champagne glass and taking a sip, ignoring Skandar's half-hearted protests. "It's more fun that way."
"Is this really just because of The Suit?" Skandar asks. (Anna has begun to think of it with capital letters.)
"The Suit has evil, sexuality-warping powers," Anna replies helplessly.
"Tilda is wearing a suit," Will points out, "do you have massively inappropriate feelings for her tonight too?"
Anna has no time to explain the intricate—and probably not immediately obvious—differences between the two suits, and all the ways in which Will clearly doesn't understand, because at that moment she spots Georgie making her way through the crowd towards them. Anna gulps. "Give me that," she hisses, grabbing the champagne glass from Will's hand and draining it in one.
Will shakes his head in disbelief. "I still can't believe you're getting like this over Georgie," he mutters. "She's like our little sister."
"Oh, ew, don't say that," Anna groans. Skandar laughs. "In fact, don't say anything, she's coming over here."
"Hey," says Georgie, arriving in front of the three of them and hooking her thumbs through her braces in a way that makes Anna find it difficult to focus on the conversation that follows.
"Got tired of dancing with Jill?" Will asks, smirking a little.
Georgie looks at him, tilts her head on one side and frowns. "Yeah, actually."
"Well, maybe there's someone else who'd like to take her place," Skandar says, not at all subtly, even going so far as to nudge Anna with his elbow.
"Oh, really?" Georgie is grinning.
Anna feels like her body is folding in on itself."