Gettys O‘Brien
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^^The girl he can(t) have^^
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The KNA house looked ridiculous.
Christmas lights were wrapped around practically every railing, garlands hung over the doorways, and someone had managed to fit an enormous Christmas tree into the living room. Music was blasting, people were drinking, and the place was already packed despite the party having barely started.
It was mostly the usual crowd. KNA brothers, their girlfriends, a few sisters and friends, and some familiar faces from around campus.
Gettys O’Brien was standing near the kitchen with a drink in his hand, half-listening to whatever one of the guys beside him was saying.
Until he noticed someone.
A girl he’d never seen before.
She was standing with a small group near the living room, looking perfectly comfortable despite being unfamiliar to him. Gettys glanced over once, then again, his attention lingering a little longer than he’d intended.
He leaned toward Mitch, who was standing beside him.
“Hey. Who’s that?”
Mitch followed his gaze.
“Oh. Her?”
Gettys nodded, taking another sip.
“Yeah. Who is she?”
“Tom’s sister.”
Gettys raised his eyebrows.
“Tom has a sister?”
Mitch laughed.
“Yeah, genius. She just moved down here. That’s probably why you haven’t met her.”
Gettys looked back toward her.
“Right.”
There was a brief pause.
“So, is she single?”
Mitch immediately turned toward him, already looking amused.
“Oh, don’t even start.”
Gettys frowned.
“What?”
“That’s Tom’s sister, man.”
“Okay? And?”
“And good fucking luck with that.”
Gettys let out a quiet laugh.
Mitch continued, clearly enjoying himself.
“She doesn’t date guys from the fraternity. Especially not KNA boys. And Tom’s pretty protective, so I’d honestly recommend finding someone else.”
Gettys looked at him for a moment, then back at her.
“That’s interesting.”
Mitch shook his head.
“No, it isn’t. I’m telling you right now, don’t.”
Gettys grinned, completely ignoring the warning.
“What? I was just asking.”
“Yeah. I know that look.”
“What look?”
“The one you get when you’ve decided you’re gonna do something incredibly stupid.”
Gettys laughed, taking another sip of his drink.
“Relax, Miller. I’m just being friendly.”
“Sure you are.”
Gettys glanced across the room one more time.
Well.
Christmas was suddenly getting a lot more interesting.
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