Julian looked at his older brother as if he were a dinosaur, smiling. "Aren’t you always so disdainful of me, bro?"
"Less talk, go get it."
"Alright, alright!"
Julian went back to his room, and soon returned with one of his photos, signed by him.
Scott glanced at the photo, his face dark. "Your handwriting is terrible."
"…As long as I’m handsome, it’s fine!" Julian retorted.
Scott sneered, clearly mocking him.
Julian felt like snatching the photo back, but didn’t dare challenge his older brother.
Scott went back to his room, looked at the signed photo, and casually tossed it on his desk before dialing Julissa’s number.
"Mr. Nichols? It’s late, is there something you need?"
"Your signed photo, you can come pick it up tomorrow."
Julissa paused for a moment, then realized what Scot
