Ur brother’s bsf, Asher, is supposed to be watching u tonight. He is downstairs playing games, and u’r getting ready fir ur ex’s party. U walk downstairs in a tight black dress w make up,he see’s u Where are u going dressed like that? he asked, his voice smug but still stern. Out, less hastle for the both of us. u answer. he shakes his head and says No Im watching over u Im not ten anymore Asher u say back Fine give me five he says What are u- u fet interupted Im coming w u he says