Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

"You don't have to tell me what to do, I know that," Timothy said.

When night fell, Timothy squirmed restlessly in his seat. He couldn't help but send Ginger a message. "What are you doing?"

But there was no reply, and he became agitated.

Loosening his tie, he stood in front of the window and looked at the lights emitting from other houses.

He could almost imagine how lively the Lane residence was now, but it had nothing to do with him.

He seemed forlorn.

Soon, his phone beeped. Timothy instinctively stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and ran to grab his phone.

To his surprise, his hand was trembling, and his heart was racing.

When he opened his WhatsApp, he found that it wasn't a reply from Ginger but a message from a group chat that tagged everyone.

Timothy became downhearted right away. He left the group chat in annoyance.

Why must they tag everyone at this critical moment? Were they crazy or something?

aside grumpily, Timothy rubbed his temples. He

past, he himself wouldn't believe everything that was going on

residence was brightly lit.

helping him move all the presents to another

knew, Sage did not like so many things piling up in his room. However, Sage still kept a

telescope. She felt that

telescopes, and she researched

Sage chose to keep it out of so

asked, "Why did you choose to keep

and it's easy

nodded. She had inquired about it but could not find one. After

took a bit of luck

in his room, she

looked at her and asked, "How

well. But

room, So

sort them out. He'll be here in a minute.

a few as well. But I'm sure Sage likes