/Tylor's POV/
Gabe exhaled a deep breath. The three of them were sitting in Tylors room listening to Gabe whine about how he was a loser. Just because he couldn’t ask Ezra out, his brother Michael was trying to convince him otherwise while Tylor mediated in between. He had nothing better to do.
“You think?” Gabe hesitantly asked.
Michael rolled his eyes. “I know so brother! You won’t make a fool of yourself so go ahead and ask her out.”
“Okay, I guess,” He laughed awkwardly, “Sorry for that rant.”
“Don’t apologise for that, Gabe” Tylor frowned.
“We all like listening to you.”
Gabe beamed at him. He was like a puppy most of the times. Sometimes Tylor really wondered if they were twins because of how contrasting both personalities were. Gabe was slightly introvert, enjoyed painting t
