“Okay,” Tessa Said
even his flaws have flaws- can’t spell his own name
- they let me hang out in my speedo
- fighting and fighting and fighting and fighting
- document his many niggles
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“Okay,” Tessa said, “I know to expect someone a bit odd. But I knew that already, if he’s a member of your family.”
“You didn’t let me finish,” I said, shaking my head. “He’s weird and broken, even his flaws have flaws. Usually he’s so drunk he can’t spell his own name.”
“Such condemnation for your own brother. What do people do to get in your good books?”
“Well for one thing, they let me hang out in my speedo.” I swiveled my hips to draw her attention back to my giraffe-print undies. She smirked and emitted a robotic little chuckle. “I blame Mother, naturally,” I went on. “Growing up she always had us fighting and fighting and fighting and fighting and–”
“I get it,” Tessa interrupted. “So it’s only natural for you to spot all your siblings’ flaws. Where this brother is concerned, you feel compelled to document his many niggles.”
“When we run into him, you’ll understand. But let’s not forget that Jessamin is the main worry for us now.”
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