"Here are the next few dates I wrote about in my journal for you all. This is longer, so you've been warned. I know that this might make it sound like stuff is happening every day and that there's just eventful moments all the time with my brother, but keep the dates in mind. I'm only writing about significant moments that burned in my memory and that I had to write down that night or the next morning. Other than that all you're missing is a lot of me fantasizing, touching myself, and feeling hot and bothered around him, and a lot more of us just living together and being casual, plus me working and him going to his classes.
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Friday, May 3rd 2019
It had been a week since that rather harrowing night, and he'd made it known how sorry he was for not updating me. I think he was surprised at how much I was affected by the whole ordeal. Honestly I kind of was too. I apologized for reprimanding him the way I did. The next day when I reflected on that night, I realized how much I must have sounded like our mom, which is definitely not the vibe I want to set for our cohabitation. We're both adults, but he's still my baby brother. That night helped us realize we needed better emergency contact options, and overall better communication protocols, so it felt good to know that a night like that would hopefully not be happening again.
At about 2 in the afternoon I received a text from him, he was about to get out of class, and was asking if he could call me as soon as he got out. I said "sure", and answered when he followed through a few minutes later.
Essentially, the group of classmates he had been doing his group project with last Friday were in need of a space to gather and work on the next part of their project. The dorm they had used last week was out of the question because that guy's roommate was hosting his own group study thing (which I later found out was just the roommate and his friends watching Blue Planet while baked). Another of the guys lived nearby but his parents were hosting a party, the parents of the other guy in the group that lived nearby had flat out said "no", and the lone girl in their group was home sick and would be Skyping them for her involvement. My brother asked if I would be working late again that night, and if it was okay if they worked on their stuff at our apartment. I said sure, as long as they didn't wreck our shit, or bring any drugs or anything. I let him know I was going to be home at 5, kind of early for me, but that I would see if my girl friends wanted to get together and do something so I could be out of the way. He said that'd be perfect, and we left it at that.
I ended up being able to leave work not long after the phone call, and I made it home before his classmates arrived. I was in the middle of sending a text to my group chat with my friends to see what everyone's plans were for the night when I entered the apartment. My brother was standing in the kitchen looking a little anxious, eyes wide.
"Wait, are you off work already?"
"Yeah, they let me leave because otherwise I'd have just been sitting there waiting for lighting to get some renders back to me, and I was very ahead on my shots." I sent the text off and waited for the girls to respond. My brother just kind of stood awkwardly thinking before speaking up again.
"What time are you going out?"
"Well, the girls are still at work, and I JUST asked them what their plans are, so I don't know yet. Probably not until at least 6. Why do you want me gone so bad? You didn't invite a cute girl over, did you?" I giggled a little to myself just trying to tease him a little.
"No, it's just, well, I... sort of never mentioned I'm living with you."
"You mean to tell me your group thinks you're a 19-year-old, full time student, who can afford an apartment in THIS area by himself?"
"No! I mean, they know I have a roommate! I just never mentioned that you're my sister. They just know I'm living with some older woman."
I'm sure I made a face, some kind of look, also confused as to whether or not I should feel offended at being considered "an older woman".
"Why wouldn't you just tell them?"
"I don't know! I just thought it sounded cooler to just say I'm living with another adult, as opposed to with my sister, you know? I didn't think it would end up mattering!"
"It DOESN'T matter really, you could just introduce me."
He started to open his mouth, whether to protest or agree I'm not sure, but the doorbell rang before we could continue the conversation. He moved to go answer it and softly spoke before opening the door.
"Can you just... not mention it? Please? It's not a big deal, you'll be gone anyway most of the time they're here."
"You mean I can't mention how much I love my baby brother?" I teased, laying a cutesy voice on a little thick. He rolled his eyes and looked at me expectantly and I just rolled my eyes back. "Whatever. Fine."
He opened the door and let two of the guys in while I stood behind my kitchen island, drinking a glass of water. There was a really lean and tall guy, looked a little older than my brother, slightly taller too, very dark skinned, wearing a Game Grumps shirt. And a shorter, maybe half an inch-an inch taller than me, kind of heavy set guy, with long blonde hair in a bun, very pale, wearing a hoodie. My brother welcomed them, and they explained that the third guy was on his way, he had just ran to his dorm to get his laptop.
Finally my phone buzzed. One friend was going on a date night with her boyfriend. The second said she was having a bad migraine and just wanted to stay in, take a bath, and go to sleep. Oh well, hopefully the other two would come through. By now the boys had turned their conversation toward me.
"And this is my roommate" the guys said "Hi" and introduced themselves. I sighed out a bored "Hey". At this point, I was a little irritated at my friends and at the conversation with my brother from earlier. I caught the bitchy first impression I had probably made, and corrected, offering them drinks and letting them know if they hadn't eaten yet I'd be down to order pizza for us all later if they wanted. They moved to the living room and started setting up their work space. I started to head to my bedroom and stopped to check my phone, only to find the other two girls also had to bail on hanging out. I slumped a little in disappointment as the doorbell rang again. I looked to my brother.
"I'll get it, since I'm up." I said as I went to answer the door. I wasn't prepared though. The last guy they were waiting on was wearing a very tight t-shirt. He was tanned, a few inches taller than me, and toned. He looked sort of like a buff version of Avan Jogia, down to the facial hair. I probably did a shitty job of keeping my eyebrows from shooting up to my hairline in surprise. He raised his eyebrows in response and flashed a completely unfair smile.
"I'm here for the orgy?" He said, earnestly.
"EXCUSE me?" I responded. He smiled again. A cocked smile that immediately told me what I needed to know about this guy. Full of himself. Charming to a fault. Knows he looks good and absolutely uses it to his advantage. Now I understood why my brother didn't tell them. This is the last guy you want to introduce to your sister.
