Brendan Howell

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The day Alec Grey came knocking on my door with my flatmate offer flyer I knew it was over.

He stood there with a green sweater, dark jeans and ratty converse. Despite his disheveled appearance I had no problem letting him and fixing him some tea and chatting.

He was hella cute and no one had come to take up the spare room and I couldn't afford it alone. It was tough..

I sat Alec down and offered him a biscuit before saying anything. The poor sod.
Looks American....

"So. Did you come to inquire about the spare room?" I questioned.

"Y-yes." He mumbled. "I was w-wondering if you'd b-be interested in taking my a-application."

"Of course. We'll let's see it then. Come on."
He handed over a crumbled sheet of paper with of his legal information and a few personal notes.

I looked it over and noticed he had one charge in America against him but I wasn't worried. You could sneeze and American police would take you in.
It was decided. He'd stay tonight.

"Well, Mr. Grey, how would you like to stay tonight?
We can chat over tea and I'll let you settle in your room later."

I smiled at him and he was beaming.

This boy would be mine.
That I was sure of.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 18, 2016 ⏰

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