@Forge_DT Anger had cooled, a sort of disappointment taking itโs place as he shouldered past his twin roughly to get to his bed, turning his back on the other.
It had been a night of drunkenly applied face masks and gorging on fizzing whizbees, a not uncommon practice for the pair.
But they had left the after party so scandalously, and there was only one place Fredโs mind would be.
And what was worse โ they had known that. >>
@Forge_DT weight seemed to leave his shoulders, but not enough to stop his last hit from landing.
โIโd never try and take your girl โ but I guess thatโs the difference between you and me.โ
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@Forge_DT a redness creeping up over the collar of his shirt.
โYouโve always known how I feel about Angie, but for the sake of a bloody joke my feelings donโt matter.โ
@Forge_DT โYou hurt us! Both of us. I was supposed to take Angie, and you should have asked Willa! Itโs always been Willa and you just pushed her aside. You canโt be that thick, Fred, I know you arenโt!โ
Breath was scarce, his chest heaving with the exertion of those words, >>
@Forge_DT And when Fred looked like he had been attacked, George pushed forward.
โYou didnโt like the feeling of having your girl on your brotherโs arm all night? Guess what, Fred? Me, either!โ
Emotions crested like waves,>>
Now, the aftershock of firewhisky and whatever else gripped his head. Tightly. George was always one to suffer the next morning, and all he wanted was a nap in the comfort of his own bed.
Surely Fred was out.
The door opened slowly, and immediately, like called to like. >>