[George just stares is shock at the door where his twins stormed out only minutes ago. It takes him a moment before the rage boils over again and he finds himself racing after him, shouting after Fred's retreating back.]
Oi! Plonker! Where the blazes do you think you're going? You're the one you wanted to bloody TALK about this!
[God, why does Fred make him feel like this and then run away? George was perfectly willing to let this one go. Pass it off as another trick the City played on them. Have a cup of tea, or maybe something a bit stronger, to calm his nerves. Wait for his heart to start beating again, and move on. But no, Fred had to go in and POKE at it, they way he always had to go in and make a mess out of everything he did, leaving George standing there to pick up the pieces. He stops a few yards away from his twin, staring him down, waiting for an answer.]
a cup full of nothing for him to indulge - he feels alone;
Oi! Plonker! Where the blazes do you think you're going? You're the one you wanted to bloody TALK about this!
[God, why does Fred make him feel like this and then run away? George was perfectly willing to let this one go. Pass it off as another trick the City played on them. Have a cup of tea, or maybe something a bit stronger, to calm his nerves. Wait for his heart to start beating again, and move on. But no, Fred had to go in and POKE at it, they way he always had to go in and make a mess out of everything he did, leaving George standing there to pick up the pieces. He stops a few yards away from his twin, staring him down, waiting for an answer.]