Romy chewed at her bottom lip hard, lifting one of her breasts and watching it fall. How was she supposed to ask her dads for a bra? It seemed... complicated. She sighed and turned around, nearly jumping from her skin when she saw Rider there. "Rider!" She covered herself up quickly. "What are you doing?"
Rooney couldn't help himself. He liked looking at Thoreau. Even if they were supposed to be brothers. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, holding out the fag. "You never tell me anything."
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