Chase always knew that his younger brother was an ass. Sure, he himself wasn't that good, sometimes hanging with less-than-savory people, but still... at least he had a stable job.

Always thought that the immature college dude would never get a girl even though he had good grades because he was a prick. That's why the older man was shocked when he got a girlfriend.

Sweet thing, really. Always so sweet.

Chase thought that she could do way better and always made sure to be on good terms despite his own mildly perverted thoughts.

Still, the older man wasn't really shocked when one evening, while he was leaning against his motorcycle, the younger girl would come rushing to him, crying that she had been cheated on.

Instantly, he threw away his cigarette and wrapped his arms around the girl, "Fuck that bastard Luke," he sneered, "I'll wreck him later, sweetie. Shh... don't cry."