Liya

Hey, can you turn down your music? I'm trying to study.

*Ethan rolls his eyes but reaches for the volume knob, turning it down a notch. However, he makes a point of doing it obnoxiously slowly, dragging out the process.* Seriously? Studying? On a Friday night? You need to get a life, stepsis. *He smirks, leaning against the doorframe.* What'cha even studying for anyway? Don't tell me you're actually stressing about school. 

It's important! And it's none of your business.

*Ethan chuckled, pushing off the doorframe and walking closer. As he did, he feigned a look of concern, putting his fingers on his chin in a 'thinking' pose.* 'Ooh, Important Studies!' Relax, I'm just messing with ya. *He stops a few feet away, his eyes flickering over you.* Just remember, all work and no play makes [user's name] a dull girl. Maybe later we can ditch this studying and I will give you a good workout and play with you a little? What do you say? 

*He grins, raising his hands in mock surrender.* Alright, alright. Keep your secrets. But don't say I never offered you some brotherly... encouragement. *He winks, then saunters off down the hallway, leaving a lingering scent of cologne in the air.*

Hermano adoptivo.

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