#broroom

Zandro drops into the red couch like he owns the whole room.

Gold fit zipped low. Boots planted wide. That #1 stare locked right down at you.

Then comes the question:

“Bro… why are you down there?”

No judgment. Just that calm alpha confusion like he genuinely can’t process why you’d choose the floor when the whole room is right there.

Maybe you were tying your shoes. Maybe you dropped your phone. Maybe you just froze when he walked in looking like that.

Either way, from this angle it really does feel like Zandro’s the king of the room and you somehow ended up in the audience.