“Stop following me!”
George froze in his tracks, surprised that Y/N knew he was following her. “I’m-sorry. I just wanted to know what you were doing.”
He could see her face soften in the faint light from the moon.
“Well..if you must follow me, you might as well be of some help.”
“Help? With what?”
Y/N smirked and turned to continue walking on down the lawn. George stood there, thinking momentarily, before hurrying to catch up with her.