big dick is back in town.
here comes trouble .

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big dick is back in town.
here comes trouble .
I call you up when I know he's at home
I jump out of my skin when he picks up the phone
Why can't I tell if he's looking at me?
Should I give him a smile?
Should I get up and leave?
I know it's strange
I don't know what I'm thinking
But is it wrong if I see him this weekend?
I really hope I can get him alone
I just don't, don't want her to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A punk rock drummer and he's six foot three
I don't want to, but I want to
'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
BFB, BFB
My best friend's brother
My best friend's brother
I kinda think that I might be his type
'Cause when you're not around, he's not acting too shy
Sometimes I feel like he might make a move
Is this all in my head?
I don't know what to do
I know it's strange
I don't know what he's thinking
But it is wrong if I see him this weekend?
I really hope I can get him alone
I just don't, don't want her to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A punk rock drummer and he's six foot three
I don't want to, but I want to
'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
BFB, BFB
My best friend's brother
My best friend's brother
BFB, BFB
My best friend's brother
My best friend's brother
'Cause he's such a dream, yeah
And you'd know what I mean
If you weren't related
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A punk rock drummer and he's six foot three
I don't want to, but I want to
'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My best friend's brother is the one for me
BFB, BFB
My best friend's brother,
My best friend's brother
BFB, BFB
My best friend's brother
My best friend's brother
...... you know you can just normally say you've got the hots for chris, yeah ??
mwah.
you must be desperate .
▸ @unailing ◂ 𝚜.𝚌
——————– ❁ ❜ ❛ SO, WHAT’S IT LIKE WORKING so close with the president ? ❜ the question is posed with a tilt to her head in leon’s direction , sheva’s hands behind her back as they walk side by side . it had been a long time coming for her visit to the states , meeting leon on her first day back to the country that had started her career had been something of good fortune . his brief mention to her back in kijuju had left her with a few questions she hadn’t fathomed she’d have the chance to ask . ❛ seems like quite a bit of pressure . ❜
“Wait, wait, you’re the president? I wanna be the president!”
@unailing bc I could not resist, ajdhkgf.
“ i am not a hypocrite. “ he replies, very hypocritically, -- Leon S. Kennedy’s famous last words.
@unailing liked for a starter
After years of hiding in America, finally, Luis felt free, and brave enough to explore things on his own. He wasn’t in Spain, there was no cult. He could live life freely, now... Right? Well, at least being legally dead was a start. No one really went looking for some Spaniard that was lost in the early 2000s. Had it been that long?
The thoughts rushed through his mind, much too fast for Luis to really stitch them together as he hobbled down the street, perhaps a little too fast, as he hit a solid object with a soft grunt of surprise. Green eyes met with a face, and Luis quickly drew back, quickly composing himself. “P-Pardon, sir. I’m so sorry,” he stuttered, shaking his head.
He should have been watching where he was going, honestly. Now he felt silly. Luis’ eyes couldn’t help but wander back to the stranger, letting out a soft noise of realization. He knew that face. Somewhere, in the catalogue of faces and scattered memories, he recognized... Something.
“Leon?”
‘ how long do new guys usually LAST in the field ? ’ far different from his time in covert ops , yet he was brought in knowing most of the risks .
@unailing &. sc .