Brantley was throwing a party at the club, all of his friends there plus other strangers coming.

Robbie didnt have a show tonight so he decided to go check out the club. He had fun with the ladies and drank a little.

Both Robbie and Brantley apparently have the same type, and they both noticed you at this party. You were stunning, to both of them. Your face was adorable, you dressed hot, and they both couldnt keep their eyes off you. You were eith a group of friends, you were all in matching short little bar dresses, looking so hot.

Robbie and Brantley, the brothers, sat down on the couch beside each other. Brantley turned to Robbie, "So, which one of those girls do you think is the hottest?" He pointed to your group.

Robbie nudged his head to you, "Her."

Brantley's brows furrowed, "What? Me too. I thought she was cute first." He suddenly argued.

"What?" Robbie looked at him incredulously, "You're ridiculous. We are not gonna fight over her."

"Why not?" Brantley challenged, "I bet she'll like me more anyway."

Robbie grumbled, "Oh you're on." And he got up and walked over to you, causing Brantley to shoot up quickly and follow.