Westley has always known Claire. She's always been a constant in his life, whether it be as his babysitter, his secret Santa, as his pretend-girlfriend, his confident, as the person he could always rely on.
But she's also always been the girl he lov...
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I'm twenty two and Claire has just moved in a few blocks from me.
We have a little ritual where we brunch together every Sunday morning. I'm often hungover during our little outthings but that just amuses Claire.
We also have dinner together often but her boyfriend is usually there for those. It's fine. I mean, Scott is a bit of a douche and kind of a tool, but Claire loves him so I have to like him.
Plus Scott doesn't seem to care how often I see his girlfriend. Obviously, I'm just her kid brother to him. It makes sense, otherwise he'd be annoyed every time I start eating out of her plate and every time she starts drinking my beer from my glass. She's always saying she doesn't want to order a beer but she always ends up drinking half of mine. He'd also be annoyed with the fact that she always uses my thigh as her foot stool. I don't mind. Claire could probably punch me in the face and I'd just say thank you.
