Romans & histoires Brothers Room

My mom nods, and we head to the first 2 doors. As I open them, I tell Billy to pick one, he says, “I’ll take the one on the right, so my sister can have the one with a small ensuite bathroom.” Hanna hugs him and says, “Thanks bro.” Billy then says as he walks inside the room, he’s going to take a look and get to know his new room. As Hanna and I watch her brother, we head to the bedroom that is hers and walk into her room. I watch as she looks around the room, I can see she has tears in her eyes, and I decide to not say anything until she speaks first. After she is done admiring the room, she looks at me.

The room was very large, with enough space to house all ten girls. There were ten bonk beds hooked on the wall for them to sleep. Inside the room had a ten spaced bathroom and a ten spaced wardrobe filled with wears that screamed sexual activity. There was a red flat-screen television inside the room which had the Macmiller triplets initials, CTK at the top. The girls scattered around the room, getting acquainted with the settings. “ Lindy, Maria, What do we do? “ Jeane found her sisters with a hesitant question.

Who would've known I have that kind of effect on him. We entered a very big door on the left side of the floor. He said his and his older brother's room is the only room in here aside from the arcades and gym. This was their whole area, while his eldest sister and parents are on the right side of the whole floor. The design of their hallway was of renaissance period, it really looks good and it pleases every corner. My eyes widen when we finally enter his room. It was so wide, he had the Alaskan king size bed in gray color. A very wide balcony, a whole bathroom and his own walk-in closet. There is also a set of paintings and designs inside a glass cabinet. There's a large couch, a coffee tab

Our footsteps echoed faintly as we walked to his room. When he unlocked the door, I stepped in first. His dorm was two bedroom suite with a living room which he shared with his brother Stephen. We moved to his own personal room which was dim, only lit by the streetlights filtering through the blinds. It felt calmer here. He shut the door behind us and leaned against it for a second, eyes closing. “Hey,” I said quietly. He opened his eyes. The distance was gone now and whatever wall he had built in the hallway was cracking.

“Please come with me.” We followed behind him, moving up the wide staircase. I took in everything as we climbed, the art on the walls, the way the light changed as we moved higher. At the top of the stairs the, hallway stretched ahead of us narrow and still I thought briefly about every horror film I had ever seen and pushed the thought away. “This will be your room Miss Ella.” Richard stopped and opened the first door on the left. I looked at the room. Then back at him. “Wait, what about my brother?” I stepped closer to Aaron instinctively. “We’re staying together, aren’t we?”

"Alright, then, please fetch Mr. Barrett a glass of water." Upon seeing Timothy, Patricia also felt somewhat bewildered. Nonetheless, she obediently retreated to her room. Now, only the two of them were left in the living room. Observing Timothy holding a paper bag, Mia's voice turned cold as she said, "You can just place the items on the coffee table." Following Mia's words, Timothy calmly took a seat on the sofa. He briefly scanned the cozy living area, noting its modest size with just two bedrooms. Furrowing his brows, Timothy commented, "I can't believe your brothers let you live in such a small place."

Adam yells as I draw the curtains into the doorless room. “Shut up, Adam!” I yell back at him, already frustrated with his annoying attitude. The room is the same way I left it this morning. All messy. At least my portion of the room. I share this not too spacious enough room with my brother and that is how it has been ever since. And I’m talking about right from when I was little. The only way to differentiate our spaces is through a piece of clothing that we used as a barricade. And that started when I began to process that I needed privacy from the douchebag.

It was still dark outside, chirping of the crickets and barkings of the dogs muffled into my ears. I roamed my eyes towards my room. A spacious sanctuary with comfy sleeping and lounging areas. The color scheme was a variety of blues, whites, and cream. I stood up from the plush carpet in a soft ivory color. A skylight of motion sensor lit up installed around the corners of the room. "Here we go again," I mumbled as I massaged my back. I heard rushing of footsteps banging towards the door and was forced to open. I scratched my head as I found that it was my brother wearing his boxers with his t-shirt, leaving his four packed abs at my sight. "What happened?" he asked, fear crossed his face.

6 I stood astonished by his words, and he said, "I apologize for being so frank from the start." "It's better than being shocked later." "This is my brother's room. You can enter." "Why don't you come in?" "My brother does not like anyone interfering in his secrets and privacy, and his room is one of his privacy, so bye." He smiled and gestured to her bye bye, then went. “Greeb,” she muttered quietly, then looked at the room and was amazed at how wonderful it was. There was a large bed with a black cover and some paintings that were a bit strange hanging on the wall above it and tending to very dark colors

my brother said as he banged on my door. We were escorted to our rooms after the overwhelming welcome we got earlier.... a day ago. And Man! The room was other-worldly. I was already adorned with a plain white robe, with an infinity insignia etched onto its shoulder. My room was single, but multi-purposed. With a single voice command, it could be a bedroom, parlor, bathroom, bar and so on. The possibilities of the room excited me. I got off my bed and walked to the door to meet my brother. "Yo bro!" They are calling for us.