Mercer House

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Bobby Mercer, the 36 year old hot head was sitting in the living of the mercer home watching a hockey game with his bothers Jerry, Angel, and Jack (jack doesn't die). It had been a year in a half since the murder of the mercer brothers mother Evelyn Mercer. It was still weird back and their mother gone. A lot of stuff had to be replaced after the house was shot up. The four brothers were a force to be reckon with, bobby the short temper loud mouth, Jerry the civil one, angel the charmer, and jack the rocker. All different, grew up with messed up families, total troublemakers in their own way. Hey crackerjack,"bobby yelled, go get me a beer he said. Get your damn beer bobby, I ain't your maid,"jack said. You sure there fairy," bobby chuckled. Shut up bobby and leave jack alone, get your ass up go, get your own beer,"Angel said spat. Oh, fuck off pretty boy,"Bobby spat back. No service around here bobby sighed getting off the couch heading to the kitchen for more beer. Hey, angel when you and loco ono getting hitched and getting out,"bobby called from the kitchen. Oh shut up, bobby, and will please stop calling Sophie that, damn bro,"angel said frustrated. Yeah, yeah,"bobby said coming back with more beer. Bobby plops back on the couch with a beer in hand. Yo, Camille expect you guys to be at the cookout and be have bobby,"Jerry spoke up. Hey, I know how to behave dickhead,"bobby spat at Jerry. Man, you whipped since been married,"bobby kept speaking. Oh, shut up least I have a woman and Angel got Sophie,"Jerry countered. You need to your head out of your ass find a good woman bobby, you ain't getting any younger. Oh, fuck you jer, I got no problem with women,"bobby said. Jack start laughing. What you laughing at, fairy, you don't have a girlfriend, so shut ya mouth,"bobby snarled. Jack shut up, sticking his tongue out at bobby. No thanks, like a woman tongue, Jacky boy, bobby laughed. Fuck you, bobby,"jack snapped. Angel and bobby laughed. Jerry shaking his head chuckling. My brothers, he thought.

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