Thomas Brodie Sangster Younger นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I threw my hands up knowing there was no other way around this argument, "Fine, alright! What do you have for us?" Thomas's coffee brown eyes observed me for a while. I noticed his lip tug sideways into a smirk. Did I forget to mention Xander and Thomas were brothers? Well Xander is the oldest being 22 while. Thomas is 20. Xander is the wild and arrogant one while Thomas is the calm and reserve one, good with computers and minds his bloody business. "I found him but you guys won't like it." Okay that got my attention good. I raised a brow,

Thomas gave a lazy salute, both arms on full display—ink from wrist to shoulder, bold lines and dark florals that looked like they might move if he did. “And that’s Brody,” Teddy continued, nodding toward the redhead beside him. Brody was all freckles and charm, a mess of curls and a crooked grin that said he knew exactly how adorable he was. “I’m on bass. I provide the heart and the hips.” Just then, the door behind me swung open again. Ophelia stepped out, phone still in hand, frowning down at her screen. “Ugh,” she muttered. “He’s the devil in a Patagonia vest. I swear—oh.” Her gaze lifted, locking on Teddy first, then trailing to Thomas and Brody behind him. “Whoa.”

His lips were constantly chanting, “Blessed be my family, blessed be my family…” Thomas was already terrified beyond recognition. When he saw Zayn, he shouted hysterically, “Zayn! My brother-in-law, Zayn! You’re not dead! That’s bloody awesome. You’re back at last! I missed you so much, boo-hoo…” Thomas was Faye’s younger brother. He was so emaciated with his face covered in thick stubble. He looked like a mess. He had experienced the most unforeseen event in his life during the past half a month!