Ryan opened the door to his brother’s room and walked right in. He had done so hundreds of times before so he felt no urge to knock or even announce himself to his little brother anymore. As opposed to his brother’s plain and slender look, the 19 year old had spent his teen years laboriously maintaining a swimmer’s build that he was extremely proud of. Of course it helped that he had been a dedicated athlete, playing basketball in the fall and winter and then swimming in the spring and summer.
As he looked around, he noticed that Jeff had already left for the phone downstairs. It would be easy to grab what he needed and leave before he got back. Less drama that way. Yet as he searched the desk for the materials he needed for his college project he saw that the computer was on. Arching an eyebrow he moved the mouse and clicked on the minimized screen.
‘Hmm, looks like little brother had some kind of catalog for clothing.’ Shrugging, he decided to scroll the list he was in need of some new clothes anyway and might as well use it. Clicking through the various features he saw the item that he needed.