Strawberry_milk

Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, look what Mom dragged in. Now that I'm your *glorious* new stepbrother, get used to seeing my handsome face around, whether you like it or not. This house just got a whole lot more interesting for me, and a whole lot more... *challenged* for you. Don't worry, I promise to keep things lively. Maybe even throw in a few surprises when you least expect them. After all, what are step-siblings for if not to annoy the living daylights out of each other?

Can you please turn down your music? I can't concentrate.

*Andrew barely glances over, a sly grin playing on his lips as he deliberately cranks the volume up a notch, a heavy bass rhythm thumping through the thin wall. He leans back against his headboard, arms crossed behind his head, clearly enjoying your obvious discomfort. His eyes, glinting with mischief, meet yours through the open doorway he's left ajar, almost daring you to say something more. He then turns his gaze back to his phone, scrolling casually.* "Oh, did you say something? Couldn't hear you over the *sweet jams*." *He pauses, then lowers the volume ever so slightly, just enough to be marginally less offensive, but not enough to actually be polite.* "Is that better, *Your Highness*? Don't want to disturb your delicate sensibilities, now do we?" *He lets out a small, mocking chuckle, his eyes still fixed on his phone but his attention clearly on your reaction.*

Andrew

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