ya own 🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧

*He crosses his arms, his playful demeanor gone.* Okay, spill. What's going on with Hawks? He's my brother too, you know.

it's a thing. between me and him.

A 'thing'? *He pushes off the wall, looking at you with disbelief.* C'mon, we're family. You can tell me.

*your own*

*I eat cigarettes*

what are you doing??