you and george sat in the lounge. you had dressing gowns on and cuddled close. it was the middle of summer but the london temperature had drastically dropped.
"i don't!"
"it definitely sounds like it!"
george kept rewinding and replaying a short part of shotgun, after seeing an online debate arise. half the internet reckons he burps at a certain time, whereas the other half think it's a part of the song.
"it's me saying the word 'the'."
george insisted. he kept a serious face but you knew it was all in a joking spirit - filled with love.
"baby, you had wind."
"i disagree."
"you literally belch before the start of the verse."
"let me listen one more time.."
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george ezra imagines - HIATUS
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