Stepbrother//h.r

8

My eyes shoot up to the door when I hear it open. I am sitting on the hotel couch. I see hunter walk in with his hair soaking wet. I continue to scroll through my Instagram feed.

"No hi?"

I look up at hunter after he says that, I roll my eyes and continue scrolling.

I get up and go sit on my bed, hunter opens his suitcase and grabs clothes and walks into the bathroom.

I decide to make a thriller because I have nothing to do.
I try and find a song to use, I pick a Starboy by the weekend.

I put my phone on the dresser in the middle of the room and start the thriller.

I jump around the room and on the beds singing along to the song. I spin around on the spinning chair and keep singing.

While I'm spinning I see hunter standing by the washroom door recording me. I instantly go red because I'm so embarrassed. I get off the chair and grab my phone and go back to the couch.

Hunter is still laughing, I roll my eyes,

"Awe don't be mad at daddy," he says.

"Gross, you have a daddy fetish," I say trying not to laugh.

"DO NOT," he says crossing his arms.

He turns around and lays on his bed on his phone.

I shake my head and laugh and put my earbuds in and listen to music.

Gross I honestly hate this chapter so much, I had like nothing to write so I just wrote some random shit