Nov 15, 2015
It wasn't unusual for Weston to be in his room, alone, though, he'd usually have someone in with him, but not this time. He'd rather be alone than have someone that would ruin his thoughts about everything. Watching TV and looking at his phone every now and then, Weston raised his brows at the door, knowing someone was there, urging to walk in and demand something. He wasn't going to say anything, but he would do something so daring as to just wait for the other. Tick tock, he hummed, his arms crossing as he waited for someone - probably his needy brother - to walk in already.