Axel, your brother, was throwing a party at your house and you decided to participate, you saw a cute guy, you walked towards him but Dashiell, your brother's best friend, stood in your way. What? Jealous? You said, teasing him. Never. He responded, after a few hours you were finally talking to the cute guy when suddenly you felt strong arms wrapping around your waist, it was Dashiell, he was drunk. Mine. He murmured, resting his head on your shoulder. Should you take him to a room?
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