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Patrick was deeply engrossed in a video game when the doorbell rang through the house loudly.
He frowned to himself and tossed the controller away, making an agitated growl.
Who the hell was ringing his door so late in the day!?
He folded his legs and scrunched up his face with thought.
It couldn't be his parents, they never called without announcing it first, nor was it the milkman, Christ he came in the morning!
The only other person he could think of was the pizza delivery guy, but he hadn't even ordered any pizza...
Bursting with curiousity Partick jumped up and ran to the window, looking down to see who waited there.
Squinting to make out the figure, he then struggled to recall who it was.
Some guy, about his age, with messy brown hair and cute green eyes.
Suddenly he recognised the visitor.
It was Connor's brother, the unlucky git who'd been bet off in a game of poker, a game Partick never lost. It had to be!
The red head leapt to his feet with a smirk and hastily made his way downstairs, taking two steps at a time.
When he got to the door he flung it open, and leaning on the door frame with a smug look he addressed the boy.
"Hey. Sam isn't it? Wow you're one unlucky guy he said with a chuckle. "But a bet is a bet. Come on in."
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