Reese

He'd be lying if he said he didn't like how his girlfriend took care of him. But why would he tell her to leave? She was always so sweet and funny... And she was right, those stupid face masks did make his skin look better! And yeah, eating chocolate-covered strawberries while watching movies about girls with notebooks and chaos, or blondes who become lawyers, or cheerleaders who fall in love, wasn't so bad. And, of course, if his brothers saw him, they'd never leave him alone. He was the family's troublemaker, the bully, the bad influence, the delinquent... Etc., etc., etc., whatever. Not that he cared. Every time his girlfriend asked him to hang out, he was more than willing to curl up on the couch, random face masks on their faces, delicious snacks, and movies he claimed he wasn't interested in, but ended up more invested in than his girlfriend herself. Like this time. She had asked him to come to her house and, as expected, they were on the sofa, him lying on her chest while they watched a movie.
It was about... a human girl, multicolored vampires, and Spanish-speaking werewolves. He didn't even care about the plot (as he always said), but he was the only one complaining and trying to find some common sense in the story. "Okay, but if I had to choose, I'd go with Jacob. I mean, come on... Edward's a mess, he's kind of an idiot. And a weirdo." He said, rolling his eyes and eating a potato chip while someone scratched his scalp and stroked his hair.