#thejbi

What a night. Things were just getting better and better, if you asked him. The football team actually managed a win, with or without some extra help, who’s to say. Dottie was back in his arms, being extra clingy and his best friend was by his side. He even complimented Brett’s new look! He was sure his girlfriend would tell him something about it later, right now he knew she was just distracted by something on the other side of the room. That aside, Brett couldn't think of a way to make the night better. Mostly because he knew he was definitely going to be able to sell all of his product by the end of it, so he had no other reason to be worried tonight. 

Sure, there was still lingering tension festering between the trio, which had only increased when Brett left them alone. He'd almost asked about it, but figured it was better not poke the cocaine bear. Especially since Jacob still refused to call his girlfriend by her actual name and then there was Dottie, who kept making digs at his friend’s lack of a date. He knew nothing was ever perfect though, c'est la vie.

Brett had learned long ago that sometimes you had to power through, even if you didn’t want to, but really it was no hardship for him to be between the two people he cared about most. He rocked back on his heels and gave them his brightest smile.

"So, do any of you want some punch? Sue is still hovering over it so it should be safe."

@thejbi The best dude out there. He got them succulent lips. He cute as fuck, cute as shit. He's not big, but the he's the type of guy you can just look at and know he can keep you warm and every time you go to sleep without him, you just feel empty like... like you're missing something. Like your missing somebody holding you, giving you smooches, giving you hugs... Yeah, gray face. He's the best.

@asksam This man makes money with how hot he is. I don't think I need to go into further detail than that, but he also got succulent lips or as his follows say that gawk gawk 3000.

@kurthq He's super smart and a single mom who works two jobs and loves his kids and never stops. He's got gentle hands and a heart of a fighter. He's a survivor. Oh, plus he gives great cuddles when you're sad.

@asknoahpuck // @jpuck I feel like having to pick between these two is a crime and I'm not going back to jail so. Have you seen these dudes? Have you seen them angry? I have and so I don't need to explain their hotness.

Oh, it goes without saying though, the hottest by far is my girlfriend Dottie Kazatori who doesn't have an account. That's some real hot girl shit.

If pressed, Brett knew he could probably get away with saying he was The Rock in that one iconic photograph, even if he didn’t have the fanny pack. But he was too loyal to lie and like when he’d been trying to scramble and pick another costume, this was the one he’d wanted to be. He slowly picked at his clothes, fingertips just a little numb from the high he was currently riding. It was easier to deal with the disappointed faces of his roommates with something in his system after he broke his sobriety earlier in the week. 

He currently had a beer in his hand, his phone in the other. He was still thinking about the reply he didn’t get, even if he already deleted his drunk text. Brett drained the rest of the beer as he thought of the call that connected for only a few seconds, trying to remember what could’ve happened, what could've been said. But as always, the alcohol that had been in his system at the time made it impossible for him to recall anything. All he knew the morning after Dottie’s 21st birthday was that he was now partial owner of three stolen traffic cones.

He made his way to the kitchen to grab another drink, stopping only to make a quick sale as he was flagged down by someone on the football team. At least when it came to this, he was having a good night. He’d already sold more than half of what he brought, which was honestly, way more than last year. Brett grabbed another beer, smiling to himself a little as he used the empty one and with a well placed kick, popped the cap off of his new one. It had taken him hours to learn that trick. Someone nearby clapped and he gave a quick bow, placing his empty on the counter before he started to head outside. He was about to cross the threshold when he stumbled a little, knees suddenly a little weak at the sight before him.

“Oh.”

"Is that a good thing or a bad one?" Sam asked, glancing at Jacob before settling down onto the couch next to Brett who was already loading the bowl with freshly grinded flower. "It's one bowl and we have to commemorate our new partnership somehow." He lifted his shoulder in a shrug that looked a little too tense to be casual.