Brads POV
Sometimes I think they're kids... Like they're my kids or something... I'm always keeping them in line... Telling them right from wrong... But there are times when they just get to me, they pissed me off when they ran into me. They have zero self fucking control... And Im done fucking keeping them in line... It's hard and I can't.. Argh... I wish they would grow up a little, but seeing them so child like makes me smile... It's adorable sometimes... I love that about them... But I can't tell them... I'm scared they'll stop if I do. And I don't want that just yet, I didn't mean to snap at them and I will make it up to them... Being their best mate... I will make it worth their while... I swear that to myself... They will not be disappointed...
"Brad"
"Brad"
"yes guys"
"we wanna go out" I turn towards them.
"then go" they skip out the door hand in hand... Sweet.... I think as they close the door behind them and walk away from my care.
