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benjamingdi:
Scowling at his older brother, he assumed it was a joke, but he could never know for sure so he didnât dare take any chances. âDonât you dare put a real life beaver in my room, Sampson,â he said, trying to use the effect of his brotherâs actual full name instead of the nickname he always went by. He could handle a joke or a prank, but a beaver was not something he was interested in. âYou say that now, but when you have to actually make all your own food I bet my phone will be flooded with texts and calls from you, begging me to come over and fix you something. â Y-you what? You ⌠you bought a new bike?â he asked, a bit taken aback by the news. Unfortunately, he could clearly remember what happened the last time his brother had a bike. âWhy? I meanâ I understand why you want it⌠I think. Iâm just ⌠you know?â Worried was the word he was looking for, but even though he didnât say it out loud it was written all over his face. âCustom paint job? Well, shit. You gotta let me see it at least.â He smiled and shoved Sonnyâs shoulder playfully. âCome on, man, I know you love me and that you wouldnât do that. But like, sure go ahead. You know thatâs a fight you wonât win.â
âSampson?â he repeated back at his little brother with raised brows, their enthusiasm clearly asking the question âdid you really just say that?â.  He had always hated his name, always.  And he knew Ben knew that.  âOh, now youâve guaranteed that youâre getting a beaver in your room.  Hell, I may even throw in some other sorts of wild life too.â he threatened.  âAnd you know, Iâm an adult, I can cook things too itâs just...Well, itâs just Iâm too lazy.â he used as an excuse.  it was mostly true.  He couldnât cook like Ben, but he wasnât completely incompetent.  Although the fact that he had a meal delivery service that once per week sent him a whole cooler full of recipes and the exact right ingredients wasnât something Ben needed to know, at least or this argument.  âDriving a car is just so boring.â he whined, in an attempt to alleviate his brotherâs obvious discontent with his choices.   âAnd dude, I learned my lesson.  No driving a vehicle when overdosing on coke and pills.  Itâs one of those experiences that, you know, do it once and you donât really need to do it again.â he reassured.  âDude, itâs so fucking beautiful.â he groaned, even the thought of it getting him excited.  âGorgeous green color that you like...Canât really tell if itâs green or black, it looks matte, but it also has like...This shine to it?  Dude, I canât wait for you to see.â  -- âIâm your older brother, of course Iâll win.  I have more experience in putting you in headlocks and giving you noogies.  Itâs all I need.â
drgwenrhys:
âYeah, that seems like the most reasonable and practical idea.â She rolled her eyes before offering the other a kind smile. âTheyâre just so gross, you know? Like they have no flavor but at the same time, they do and its a gross one. I donât know. Theyâre just weird.â Gwen could feel herself rambling, a symptom of nervousness which felt odd to her. She rarely got nervous in situations like this. Quickly trying to calm herself, Gwen linked arms with Sonny. âWell,â she replied with a reassuring smile, âI donât really care but just remember, youâre the one who has to look at me all night.â
âI mean, what kind of rich kid are you if you donât own your own hospital? Â Itâs sorta the hip new thing to do now. Â Charity is so in.â He replied, taking on an affected voice for the last couple of words before laughing. Â âExactly!â he exalted, glad someone else shared his hatred of the....fruit? Â Thatâs what it was, wasnât it? Â âPlus it thinks itâs a fruit which is just stupid. Â I donât care if it has seeds, itâs a fuckinâ vegetable.â Â It was interesting to see this side of Gwen, when before she had seemed all sharp edges and straight forward personality. Â âWell, I think helmet head is better than no head, so helmet head it is.â He replied, relieved as he began to walk the two of them down to his waiting bike. Â He had known a few girls who either flat out refused to get on the bike or if they did would insist on forgoing the helmet. Â At the time, he hadnât seen the problem of it because he had been dumb as a sack of rocks. Â But now, from experience, he knew better. Â Having reached the motorcycle in question he unhooked the spare helmet he had brought along before presenting it to her with dramatic flare. Â âFor you, mâlady.â
benjamingdi:
âYou are a horrible, horrible human being. If you do, thatâll be the last time I ever crash at your place. â And donât even try to pretend youâd be happy about that because I know thatâs a lie. You love my company. Even if itâs only because I make you food.â He grinned and pushed his brotherâs hand away, focusing on cleaning the shirt instead. Although he gave that up too when his brother told him not to worry. âOkay, good. If not, Iâd start to get a little worried about you. â How? Did you waste them? Or did you buy something reasonable?â As Sonnyâs joking manner vanished, so did Benjaminâs. âWhat? No, thatâs- no, Sonny. I didnât think youâd beat me up. It was an exaggeration. I just ⌠I donât know, I was just worried about the outcome and then you picture all the worst case scenarios too, no matter how unrealistic they might be. You know?â He said, trying to assure his brother that he hadnât meant it.
âOr maybe one will just show up in your room at home. Â In the middle of the night. Â Maybe it wonât even be a stuffed one.â he shrugged, having always loved playing pranks on his younger siblings. Â âI think thatâd be worth missing out on your gourmet fare for a couple of months.â he grinned mischievously, already considering it. Â âI...Okay, so obviously you know how I totaled my bike, well...I decided it was time to get back up on the metaphorical horse. Â And I may have splurged a bit on one. Â And got a custom paint job.â Â He knew he was an adult and could buy whatever he wanted without someoneâs permission, but he did feel a bit guilty over the purchase, partially due to how expensive it all ended up being and also, well...He and bikes had a history. Â --- He sighed a breath of relief as Ben finally responded. Â Because part of him knew that the history between he and Cullen couldnât have made Ben coming out to him any easier. Â âOkay, good. Â I mean, Iâm still gonna beat you up, but itâs not gonna be because youâre gay.â
sebastianhayes:
âLife is so disappointing sometimes, you know. Although, I might have exaggerated - theyâre not all straight. I think Iâll live. There are plenty of beautiful women out there too. â Oh, well. Good. You should, it definitely was though. How exciting! Itâs nice to meet you, mister devastatingly handsome brother. So everything she said about you being the brain in the family, a real creative and successful guy is a lie? Thatâs a shame.â
âSo iâve learned.â he chuckled in reference to his âtheyâre not all straightâ comment.  It seemed particularly accurate as of late. âSo how do you and Lizzy know each other?â he asked, having not heard of or met him before, leaving him curious.  âOh, well thatâs all true.  Iâm just honestly really surprised she didnât tell you I was a monster.  She is still mad at me for wrecking her Barbie Dream house ten years ago.â
drgwenrhys:
âYou lucky bitch. Iâm pretty jealous.â While Gwen loved being a doctor and loved her job to no end, she did wish that she had more time and flexibility when it came to her schedule. At least some more time to sleep. âCasual. Got it. I guess Iâll have to save that skin tight dress for our second date, huh? And uh, yeah. I love Greek food. Well, I love all food, minus tomatoes. Tomatoes are gross.â She quickly slipped on a pair of high waist skinny jeans, a stripped top, and a pair of converse. Gwen grabbed her jacket and stepped out to the living room. âAlright, letâs get this show on the road, huh? Sorry for making you wait.â
âPerks of being your own boss, I guess. Â Just buy yourself a hospital and you can do it too.â He teased, calling out to her from the living room. Â âI definitely wonât object to you wearing it but...Well, you may look a bit out of place.â He wondered exactly what he shouldâve planned to see her in aforementioned dress instead. Â But, it was too late now, he realized with some amount of chagrin. Â âIâll only eat tomatoes if theyâve been blended and mixed with all the chemicals that make ketchup.â he agreed, having always found the texture disconcerting. Â Upon her arrival back into the living room he gave her an appreciative look over, although he tried not to linger too long. Â He didnât want to be creepy after all. Â He offered up his arm to her before pausing, a nervous smile on his face, worried what her answer might be. Â âBut I should ask this as well ---...You okay with helmet hair?â
drgwenrhys:
âOne participates in an accidental 18-hour shift but being scheduled for 12 then being asked to cover for four. But if you just give me like 20 minutes, Iâll be ready. In the meantime, come in and get comfy.â She pulled back from the door and motioned for him to enter. âYou look not horrible. Good job. Also, what are we doing tonight? I wanna know how I should dress.â
âSo I probably shouldnât brag about how I went into work today at 10 and left at 4, right?â He jested as he walked through the doorway, despite it being the truth. Â It had been a slow day and he didnât have any active projects, so he found himself sitting around and chatting with his employees, which only served to distract them from their own work, so he decided a half day was probably best. Â âI can dress myself, what a surprise, right?â he shot back before perching himself on a chair. Â âMeh, casual. Â Although I should ask...Do you like Greek?â
benjamingdi:
âWell, I donât know man! Youâre the one whoâs obsessed with beavers, not me. Donât you ever buy yourself a stuffed beaver, by the way. Thatâs a little disgusting. And yeah, I know. Me too. I think it might be a Westwood thing,â he joked and let a smile return to his face. Using his sleeve he tried unsuccessfully to dry his tears from Sonnyâs shirt. âShit, man, I hope you can afford to buy yourself a new shirt. If not Iâll be happy to get you one. Maybe I will anyway. To thank you for not ⌠I donât know, freaking out on me. Beat me up or whatever.â
âNow I have to, just to creep you out next time you decide to crash at my apartment.  Youâll just wake up, and itâll be there.  Watching you.â he replied before making the universal âwatching youâ sign with his fingers, his eyes opened wide in an attempt to creep his brother out.  Although his focus was soon shattered as his brother hilariously tried to dry his shirt with his own sleeve.  âDude, donât worry about it.  And, I can, itâs just...Well, I recently just blew through some money so Iâm living that ramen cup life right now.â He was mostly like an adult now.  He had a monthly budget and everything.  But sometimes you just gotta buy a brand new motorcycle even when you havenât ridden in like, five years.  You just gotta.  â---...Did you honestly think I was going to beat you up?â  His joking manner was instantly gone and he was worried that his own brother actually thought heâd beat him up.
talulahwxng:
âIâmâŚIâm gonna have to sleep on that and give you my reaction tomorrow.â
âIâll be awaiting your response eagerly. Â Then I can either put it in my go-to compliments pile or the trash pile.â
romxncandle:
     âNot really, no.  But hey, I bet youâll still do stupid shit, sober or not, right?â
âIâm gonna be real with you, man. Â Most of the time I just watch netflix.â
gotthartt:
âWhat? Am I not supposed to know about sex? Uh do you not know who my best friend is? Iâll give you a hit. Itâs your brother.â
âAnd thatâs exactly why. Â Iâm currently trying to stay as far away from my siblingsâ sex lives as possible. Â And you saying that only reminds me that they exist. Â That make sense?â
What's the most inappropriate time you've ever gotten a boner?
My entire teenage experience, pretty much. Â I mean, it was just like oh your teacher is leaning over and you can see into her shirt and she has a perfect view of your lap? Â BONER. Â The wind blows while youâre out hanging with friends and you get a breeze? Â BONER. Â You were having a wet dream so intense that you slept through your alarm and your mom comes to wake you up? BONER.
If you could have a threesome with one celebrity and one person from Caston who would they be?
God bless this question, honestly. Â Well, iâm gonna go with Gwen from Caston and Priyanka Chopra. Â Although I think even at the mere suggestion of itâd Iâd probably die of a heart attack, so--
How is your relationship with your siblings?
I think itâs safe to say that theyâre pretty banginâ, man.
If you had to choose between saving your brother's life or your best friend, who would you pick?
Who in the actual world chooses to save their best friend? Â Like no offense, unless my brother is John Wayne Gacy, Iâm saving my brother.
How is your relationship with your parents?
It could be better. Â Could be worse.