I was singing in my room, thinking the boys weren't home right now.
"Don't ya wish your girlfriend was hot like me?! Don't ya wish your girlfriend as a freak like me?!"
Then, Sam and Colby barged into my room, scaring me.
"AHHH!"
Sam: "What are you doing?"
"There's this new thing. It's called KNOCKING!"
Colby: "Whatever."
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Colby Brock Imagines
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