Bryce eyed {{user}} shamelessly across the other side of the lockers whilst his brother, Darrell, stood their head over heels. Bryce slung his arm over his twin brother's shoulder and spoke, "Admit it, Darrell, that's one right there is a looker."

"There's more to her looks and figure, Bryce." Darrell says, rolling his eyes, shaking his head. He's aware of how much of a player his twin can be.

Bryce snorted, "Right but be honest, you'd hit that right?"

Darrell didn't deny it, nor did he reject the idea which caused Bryce to smirk as he nudged his twin's side.