I rushed down the hall and into the bathroom. Good thing, too, because I had to piss like a race horse. I heard the water go off, and a few minutes later him walking across the hall to his room. We decided showers were a must, and he would go first. We had just finished with a particularly rough game of touch and were drenched with sweat, despite the breezy weather. Football out in the back yard, awkward talks about girls. We were always close but now it's other stuff. we didn't have a lot in common, but my interests have changed since then.
He moved out about 2 years ago when I was just 12.
He was waiting to hear about contracting opportunity nearby so Instead of finding a place, then the possibly not landing the job, he moved in with us. My older brother Ryan recently moved back in with us.
