colby✔️

1 - 'im squeezed between two tons of testosterone'

oakley blake white (lee for short)

"does this thing work?" colby says jokingly, tapping on the lense of the camera. he backs up by the rest of the guys and i shove a few goldfish in my mouth.

the five of us, meaning sam, colby, corey, jake, and i are all going back to the biltmore hotel. right now, we're filming the intro in sam's apartment.

"what's up guys, its sam and colby." colby starts.

"tonight is the night-" sam says, clapping his hands together.

"we party." colby finishes.

i choke on my goldfish when jake doesn't say anything other than 'no', making them all turn towards me. "i'm good." i give them a thumbs up, my mouth full. they laugh and turn back to the camera.

"pst," jake whispers, gaining my attention. "what do you want?" i whisper shout back. he gestured to his mouth and bends his knees slightly, opening his mouth. i get the message and toss a goldfish in the air, successfully making it into his mouth.

"again, again!" he says like a baby, getting in position. i gather a handful of goldfish in my hand, throwing them at him. they clatter against the floor and i laugh at his sad face, offering him the box of snacks.

he grumbled as he takes them and i notice the rest of the boys staring at the two of us, amusement shining in their eyes.

"what?" i ask innocently.

"anyways," sam starts again.

"leave all of that in, future lee." i comment, knowing that i'm gonna forget when i edit.

"we got 250,000 likes on our last biltmore hotel video." sam says. jake paces around and i stand, walking the few steps to stand by the boys. jake almost runs into me, but i push him before he can get the chance.

"in less than a week by the way," colby says.

"so obviously, you guys wanted us to go back to the presidential suite." says sam.

"that is more than half a million likes, guys." corey says.

colby and sam are both dancing poorly and i laugh.

"so with that being said, we broke our piggy banks today and we bought the presidential suite." sam says, obviously being the only one that actually cares about this being done.

"this is really expensive so if you don't like the video right now, i'm gonna be pissed off." colby classifies.

"by the way, we have a huge announcement to make," sam cuts in quickly. "the traphouse is coming back!" we all cheer.

"yeah, we've confirmed it. we are moving in together. we're gonna start looking for a house at some point, but it may take a while because we want certain things in it." colby says. "anyways, back to the video."

sam takes the camera off of the tripod, holding it up.

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"ready for this, boys?" sam says, pointing the camera back to all of us in the back.

"i am so unbelievably ready to get out of this car. i'm squeezed between two tons of testosterone." i say, jake grinning and pulling me into a hug, well, as well as he can in a car. i fake gag.

"it wouldn't be the same." sam laughs.

"i don't know how i do this." i shove jake off me.

"i'm excited to see how big the room is." corey says.

"that's gonna be nice." colby comments.

"but i'm not excited to stay over night." corey adds.

"we need to make a pact before we even go inside." sam turns back in his seat, facing all of us. "that no matter what happens, we stay until morning."