ANTHONY'S POV
The sound of my brothers bickering behind me didn’t stop as I finished buttoning up my shirt in front of the mirror. Trevor and Kevin never seemed to quit, always finding something to argue about, no matter how petty. I could see them in the reflection, shoving each other playfully like kids.
“You two done acting like toddlers?” I teased, smoothing my shirt and giving myself a quick once-over in the mirror. "Honestly, do you ever get tired of this?"
Kevin glanced up, grinning. "Shut up, man. You're the one who walks around like he's got a stick up his ass. Where’re you off to, all dressed up? Got a hot date or something?"
Trevor snorted, still shoving Kevin. “Yeah, like we don’t know exactly where he’s going. You’re going to see Bri, aren't you?” "Brianna.”
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