"i thought you were a guy, that's why we even answered your craigslist offer!"
"well i look like a little boy so i think that's good enough, am i right?"
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"sometimes i just think that having a bathtub in this place would be great." i tell very passionately as they all gaze at me with these emotions of either disgust or pure confusion.
"and sometimes i think you getting an actual job would be great." ethan adds letting me slouch from his comment as i scoff faintly from his words. my arms cross in response as i sit beside grayson on the couch within the walls of our living room.
"that's mean."
"yeah well so is not being able to pay rent. we can't keep covering for you, joey." he informs which lets me frown due to that factor. i had definitely not enjoyed that part of my life as of now. the whole situation of getting everyone to help me with during this stage of living. however finding a teaching a job in the beginning of march is not necessarily easy. so as the searching was becoming more difficult by the day, it had frustrated the boys more and more.
"you know i'm sorry about that. it's been really tough guys and for that reason i will ask for another loan made by troy." i state as troy shakes his head softly now when hearing the mention of his name.
"yeah sorry bub, no can do this time. i need the money this month because i'm lonely and if i want a girlfriend i have to buy their love with that money i can't give you." he tells as i frown now when gazing over to grayson which lets ethan burst into fits of laughter.
"please don't ask the poorest one in the apartment." he taunts which causes a frenzy of groans from his voice when hearing this.
"i'm not the poorest one in the house, douchebag."
"you're right, joey is right now." he says which lets me glare when he speaks on behalf of my financial problems. either way he was true.
"just because i'm a bartender and you work at a fancy office doesn't mean you're the most successful person here." grayson defends as his brother pushes himself up when shrugging his shoulders. his eyes on the man when beginning to walk over to the kitchen.
"it kind of does. i do make the most money and handle all the hard parts in this place." he tells as grayson scoffs when turning his body a little when looking over to him.
"what's so hard about being the biggest dumbass in this apartment?"
"guys nice words." i scold already feeling the warning signs from an argument beginning to boil up. however ethan ignores my comment completely when glaring at grayson.
"you're one to talk, asshead. you serve drinks to middle aged alcoholics everyday of your life." he shouts letting me place my hands to the side of my head when the screaming starts up. it only leaves troy and i to stare at one another in worry as they both stand exchanging the worst words. yet it doesn't even phase them when cameron walks in as well with his hand still on the handle when he glances between the twins then troy and i. cameron shakes his head when staring at us on the way out as he walks backwards when shutting the door.
