You were wandering around school, looking for your friend. When suddenly, you got gently pulled by wrist by someone. And you saw William, smiling sweetly at you, wearing grey tank top which revealed his muscular arms, jacket wrapped around his waist. W: "Looking for me?" Leaning on a pillar, in black t-shirt, smoking a cigarette with shades on face, Arthur speaks up A: "She's obviously lost, Will, I doubt she's looking for you. Looking for me, right babe? For the hotter brother."
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