Maybe take it easy for a while?

With everything happening all at once, George started feeling almost, burned out... It was like his dreams were coming true all at once. He was doing a job he liked to do, even though it was hard work, he had a place to stay, friends to hang out with and hot young women trying to fuck him on the daily. what could go wrong?

George felt like he might had to take it easy for a bit, maybe just focus on his job. Lord knows that goddamned walkie-talkie wouldn't stop screaming, so there was plenty of stuff to do. As morning came George found himself just running around like he always did. He got a call to fix another toilet and handled it swiftly. A little later he got a call to retrieve a frisby from a tall tree on campus, an unusual request, but he was in the area anyways. After lunch George made his way to one of the dorms, a girl had called saying that after the big football party some people had decided to party in her room. Besides the obvious trash, that she herself had been working on getting rid of, the curly haired brunette pointed out that her desk was virtually broken in two. Instead of having to buy a new one she was hoping George could figure out a way to fix it.

The girl had introduced herself as Daisy and had been incredibly sweet. She made the both of them some tea as George went to work. In what seemed only a short amount of time George had fixed her desk to the best of his abilities, supporting the broken structure with a new piece of lumber. On his way out he mentioned that she should absolutely deter people from dancing on top of the furniture next time, Daisy politely let him know that she already did.

George had barely stepped out of the door as Daisy grabbed him by the sleeve of his shirt. He turned around and looked at the brightly smiling girl. "You know it didn't actually break from dancing,"

Now it was George's turn to smile,"Is that so?" he asked.

"Yeah, my roommate and some meathead fucked like rabbits last night, I'm honestly surprised more isn't broken." George scoffed and noticed a peculiar twinkle in Daisy's eyes.

"You must've been upset?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"not really, I wouldn't expect anything less from Kim, she's a total slut. I'm just disappointed that she was the one to break the desk, not me." George quickly caught on to where this was going and though about the fact that he was trying to take it slow. "You think you could help me remedy that disappointment, Mr. Holt?" Daisy was putting on the cutest puppy-dog eyes he'd ever seen, even going so far as to softly stroke his forearm as she asked the question.

"Although the offer is tempting, and trust me it's tempting. I can't right now Daisy, maybe some other time, is that okay?"

Now Daisy looked really disappointed, "whyyyy?" she wined, crossing her arms.

"It's hard to explain sweetheart, think of it this way; the longer we wait, the better it'll be." Daisy sighed and put her hands on her sides.

"well it better happen mr. Holt..." George only laughed and proceeded with his walk out the door. He thought about what he had just turned down and wondered if it was the right call. Anyways, he had to live with it now. He began to make his way to his golf cart and started it up, on to the next assignment.