Isaiah had been in his room, toying with his rendering software when everyone had arrived. But he'd promised his brothers that he was going to come out and be more social when people were over, so he made his way to the living room to say hello. "Oh wow, it's a party up in here," he said, sitting down next to Jesse. "Hey gorgeous," he said, laughing as the dog rolled over in a clear plead for a belly rub. "You're going to be so spoiled."
"Yeah, but can you blame any of us?" Jesse asked, leaning back on his elbows. He looked over at Adrian, who was doing his best impression of a tomato. However, he said nothing, instead opting to ask, "Who wants iced tea?"