Thread: Sibling Strangers (Celebstars and Mysticsparxman)

After he had managed to make himself comfortable on his couch, Blake sat and watched some music videos for as long as he could before he started to get bored of them. Sure, he did like watching music videos, but there was only so much he could watch before getting bored. Picking up the television remote once again, Blake started flicking through the channels in the hope he would be able to find something else that may have been worth watching. It didn't take him too long to find something else though. His lips curled up into a smile when he was able to find a repeat of a WWE wrestling event he had missed a number of weeks ago. Blake settled down on the sofa to watch the wrestling on television. He made himself comfortable on the couch, swinging himself around onto the couch. As he did, he straightened his legs out and let his feet rest on the other arm of the comfy navy blue couch. He let his head rest against the comfy cushion as he watched the first match of the event. Just as the first match was ending, Blake heard his phone going off. His phone was on the oak coffee table close to the couch, so he leaned over to his right side and picked up his phone off the table. As he picked up his phone, he could see that he had a new message from one of his friends. Blake unlocked his phone and then he noticed the message was from his friend Tyler. He opened up and read the message. The message was just informing Blake that they were all planning to go to a specific club later that night, and to meet at a certain time. After reading the message, Blake replied to it and set his phone back down on the coffee table. The second match started soon afterwards, but it didn't look too interesting, so Blake took the chance to get up and get himself something to eat and drink. He got up and off the couch and then walked from the living room and into the kitchen. Blake stood in his kitchen for a few minutes as he wasn't entirely sure what it was that he wanted to get for himself. All he knew was that he wanted something . He folded his arms across his chest and lightly tapped his chin with the index finger of his left hand. Hmm, what to get? What to get? He muttered to himself, tapping his chin still. A few minutes more passed before Blake had made his mind up on what he wanted to get for himself. He walked over to his fridge and pulled open the door. Blake looked inside and he pulled out a bottle of strawberry milkshake. He also pulled out some butter and cheese. With his hands full, he stepped back from the fridge and then nudged it closed with his shoulder. He made his way back over to the kitchen counter and set everything down, then he got the loaf of bread from the bread bin and picked up a knife and a plate. Blake made his sandwich which took no more than five minutes. As soon as he had made it, he put the cheese, butter and loaf of bread away, and then he took his bottle of milkshake and headed back into the living room. Once again, he made himself comfortable on the couch and continued to watch the second match, which had gotten just a little bit better by now. He had taken just two bites out of his sandwich when he heard a knock on his door. He looked in the direction of the front door for a moment. Hmm, I wonder who that could be? I'm not expecting anyone. He set his plate down and rose to his feet, then he walked to the door and opened it up. His eyes met with hers when she spoke, and his lips tugged up into a small smile. Hi there. He smiled some more. Umm, I've not seen you around here before. Is there something I can help you with?