Speaking of COVID and Daniel Andrews, he got SO (hilariously) PISSED when the restrictions were announced! Only one hour of exercise outside for you, big bro! I think that’s the main reason his muscles have shrunk a fair bit the past year or so, we don’t have any exercise equipment in the house. My fellow Victorians, would you say that’s an accurate assessment? He thinks it looks cool, I personally think he’s going for a “Daniel Andrews during a COVID press conference” look. He wears the damn thing all the time during the terrible winters here. I’ll be honest, I was shocked that he could find it on a map! Look at that jacket.
Here’s an attached picture of him on his trip to Europe during his gap year, pre-COVID mind you.
I suppose you could consider him objectively attractive, but that’s weird to say given he’s my brother. Please Wingletang Taste of a Jock's Socks: Chapter 2 Please be nice I'm sensitiveĮyyy, I got this done much faster than expected.
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That was when I realised I was in deep shit.įeedback would be greatly appreciated and encouraged! I'm still learning how to do this sort of thing. That third mistake was quickly realised when I heard a quick murmur and felt two pairs of burly arms wrapped around my torso and begin to pull me away to God knows where. The third mistake was turning my back, and continuing onwards to the kitchen without a care in the world. “Oh no, what a damn tragedy,” I retorted and walked past, catching another whiff of his and Chris’ post-exercise smell which was NOT PLEASANT, to say the least, “UGH! You both smell like shit, and Lachlan you’re acting like a piece of shit. “Oi, dickhead! You’re blocking the TV” Lachlan sneered, casting me a hateful and generally pissed-off look. I’m sure you can see where this is going.Ĭhris and Lachlan were rather intensely absorbed into whatever the fuck they were playing, and clearly did not appreciate me disturbing that. The fastest way to get to the kitchen was through the living room, which unfortunately meant I had to walk in front of the TV. All this pain over the weekend for a cup of water… Now you would think getting water should be a rather easy task, but I suppose my personal conduct got the better of me. The first mistake of that night was getting water. I busied myself with ignoring my homework, messaging friends, and browsing social media sites. Thanks for that one, dickheads, I just cleaned that.ĭespite wanting a better look at Chris, I instead preferred to not inhale their stench and retreated to my room. They plonked their huge bodies on the sofa and booted up the console, bringing two giant pairs of shoe-clad feet onto the perfectly fine coffee table. God knows what they were doing, but they were both drenched in sweat and you could smell them from halfway across the damn living room. Lachlan and Chris both came into the house shortly after Mum and Dad left. Anyway, we were both very much unhappy with the arrangement, which in hindsight may have provided the foundation for what happened later that cursed Friday night. Honestly, a stupid concept as I can take care of myself, thank you very much. It all happened when Mum and Dad went away on one of their weekend-long “dates” which left Lachlan to “take care of me” for the weekend. I think it’s safe to assume that I had a rather large crush on him from the moment I saw him. Everything about him seemed perfect to my hilariously gay eyes, from the weird things like the shape of his head to the more obvious like his bulging muscles. Lachlan always managed to surround himself with his cute athlete friends, but Chris was different. I think he plays footy or some other sport for the uni? Not sure, but Jesus Christ he was hot. We never really got along very well, especially considering we were polar opposites in almost every aspect. I think a perfect example of this happened just a few days ago, which involved Lachlan, my athletic meathead of an older brother (seriously, I think he only managed an ATAR of like 68, how sad!). I had never known when to stop pushing it so far. He has very much encouraged me to write this, and has even labelled it as a little sidestory to the BaG universe. Please note: This is not stealing 's Bound and Gagged universe, this is purely just writing a story based upon the universe.
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