Girl or Gun DISCONNECTED

Affectionate?

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((recap))
You just moved
You met Aaron
You both heard noises from across the street
You saw the gang (MS guys and girls)
"We were trying too find the new resident of the house behind us, that wouldn't by any chance be you would it?" She spoke again wishing for a reaction from one of the stoic , presumably both, males.
In response to this all she received was a nod, much to her disappointment

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Just as (F/L/F/N) looked as though they were about to form some kind of worded response a tall dark haired male with baby blue eyes, a mask over his mouth, a horizontaly striped draw string hoodie, grey acid wash jeans with chains on either side, and a pair of black trainers walked up to the group with anger swirling in eyes.

"Hey! What's going on here?! I thought I told you NOT to bother the new resident with your incessant whining and questioning!" His voice was rough and deep, it echoed through the other wise deserted street.

When the man came to a halt beside the group, the blond Casanova jogged away from them in his direction; now separated from the group it was easier to define his looks and such however, that opportunity was short lived as he flung himself onto the much less sociable individual with a shout.
"BABY BROTHER! How are you?" This question was met with a series of incoherent curses much to the blonds dismay.
Once the 'affectionate' display was over, all eyes were on
(F/L/F/N) as if asking they had suddenly remembered them

In response to the sudden flood of attention the ,still unnamed, individual turned and marched towards the open moving van and began removing boxes silent as ever.