Black Eyed Susan/Encouragement
The scene George had stumbled upon at 2 A.M. should have surprised him, but strangely didn't. It concerned him slightly to have his youngest son banging his head on the table over and over whilst talking it himself, but not so much that he would try forcing an answered out of Ed. Just simple, routine questions.
"What's up Ed?"
"Oh! Dad!" Edwin yelped but before whispering, "Dad?"
Briefly amused and longing mostly for his bed and Nora, George repeated the question with the bluntness of Marti.
"Um. Well." Edwin fidgeted.
"Forget I asked son. We'll talk tomorrow, right? So tired…" George interrupted seeing Edwin wouldn't spit out his problem before five A.M.
"What's it mean when a girl is forced to kiss you, but you feel feelings for her anyways?" Edwin blurted before George's hand could reach the knob.
"Well. It usual means she was forced to kiss you?" George answered, confused.
"But what if she turns around and is all nice and cool and stuff? Did the kiss still mean nothing?" Edwin demanded.
"Yeah. Pretty much. Unless she does it again. But tomorrow is Saturaday, you won't have to see her until Monday, so don't worry about this girl." George smiled. "And I know you can get her, but we're going to need to finish this talk later. I need sleep now."
"But what if I do see her?" Edwin said, George obviously not meant to hear.
"Maybe letting her win one board game wasn't enough?" George heard Edwin mumbled before he shut the basement door.
Now, he wanted to bang his head against something.