luther had everything ready for his night at georgia’s. it was going to be just a night with them watching trashy tv, georgia yelling at the housewives and their dumb decision, and them eating enough food to get themselves sick with pizza, brownies, and ice cream. he was balancing the pizza and brownies with one arm as he raised his other hand containing the ice cream to knock on the blonde’s door, knowing he wouldn’t be able to maneuver taking his phone out. he waited a second, only slightly nervous about being here, but he knew that their past experiences shouldn’t dictate the way they handle their friendship, especially since he’s almost over her by now. they could be friends and just share pizza and gossip, he didn’t have any stronger feelings for her anymore... @georgialanes
