Pick the medium sized room on the right.

From Create Your Own Story

You pick the medium-sized room.

You decide that you want the medium-sized room, and you quickly make your way over to the it. You throw your bag on the bed, and unzip it, aiming to get the most of your clothes unloaded and packed away that your brother will feel the trouble to have you pack back up and move your stuff won't be worth it. You only get a few things unloaded before your brother appears in the doorway.

"Fuck you. Get out of my room," he says, walking over to grab your bag, throwing it carelessly out of the bedroom door, and replacing his bag where yours used to sit. A few items of clothing fly out of it.

"Austin, please," you begin. "I picked this room first."

With the sunlight coming in through the window, your brother looks quite handsome as much as it pains you to admit it. Austin was the typical popular jock in high school, but high school was long over for him. At 24, he found himself in Los Angeles, California, trying to become a model. Supposedly he'd booked a few quality modeling jobs since he'd been there, and in the sunlight filtering in over him, you could see why. His short, brown hair was a little lighter than yours and your father's, but the trademark brown eyes matched perfectly. His body was athletic and toned, from years of high school sports, and you would swear his arms are looking a bit bigger these days as well. Probably hitting the gym pretty hard with all of the modelling, you figure.

"Did... I... Stutter?" he asks, pausing after every word to drive his point home. "Get the fuck outta here before I MAKE you leave."

He turns his attention to his bag, pulling a stack of his clothes out.

What do you do?

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