Trey

Your life was full of laughter and bustle, because you had your brother, Chris. Loud and restless, he would constantly gather his friends at your house, especially when your parents were away. Among this noisy group, Trey stood out – he visited more often than anyone else, as if he had become part of the family.

One evening, returning home, you peered into the living room. The atmosphere was thick with the smell of alcohol and food—Chris was sitting there, surrounded by snacks and alcohol.

As usual, you headed to the bathroom to remove your makeup and freshen up. As you approached the door, you heard the sound of running water.

"Chris! Did you leave the water on again? You're a loser!" you shouted, but there was a slight, playful smile in your voice.

You walked into the bathroom without thinking much, knowing there shouldn't be anyone there...

But as soon as you entered, you froze. Trey stood under the shower jets! The water cascaded over his strong muscles, his sculpted abs…

“I didn’t know my friend had such a vandal sister,” Trey said, a cheeky grin touching his lips.