James’ door squeaks open. The two brothers step out, the younger before the older. James looks a little pink and he can hardly meet my eyes. He looks embarrassed and I wonder if Adam punished him. My heart fails for a moment. Adam claps James on the shoulder. Squeezes. “You okay?” “I know what a girlfriend is—” “I never said you didn’t—” “So you’re his girlfriend?” James crosses his arms, looks at me.
Adam stop traumatizing your poor brother, the only good character beside the hot villain (I mean Warner of course)
