PENTHOUSE SUITEJD's POV
I watch the back of Benji's head as it disappears behind the front door. I look up at the stairs where Brad was just a few minutes ago.
Bunch of fucking whiny bitches.
"Ugh."
I drag my feet across the floor as I make my way up the stairs towards Brads room.
"Lad, open up."
I wait a few minutes, then finally hear the door click open. I push through, watching Brad walk back over to the sink in his en suite.
"What's up?" He asks calmly.
Eh?
"You feelin alright?" I say rubbing my chin.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He replies, drying his hands with a towel.
I walk further into his en suite, then lean against the door frame.
"Well then, what the fuck was that downstairs?" I ask.
He sighs. "I don't wanna talk about it." Placing his hands on either side of the basin with his head hanging low.
"Did you go and see Lexi?"
"Yea" He replies nonchalantly. Looking at me through the mirror.
"You strike out or what? Is that why you're--"
"Fuck off Jay." He says, pulling his shirt off. "I didn't even swing."
I cock an eyebrow. "Oh yea? What's with the claw marks on your shoulders then?"
He rolls his eyes at me but remains silent.
"You know, if you need any tips, I'm happy to share my secrets." I tease.
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