Michael chuckled at his brother's assured comment. He was friends with Peter though and wasn't sure he wanted to risk that for the position that he really wanted. "Maybe I'll just take your spot next year instead." He said, assuming that it would be empty since Misha was bound to pass the second time, right?
"Hmmm? It was.... It was actually a lot of fun. We went to dinner and spent time together." And the night had almost ended in a kiss, but it had turned into just one on the cheek. The problem with that was it left him unsure of where they fit and what they were. "I'm not a perve like you are. Plus, you're the king of defilers, I have to go looking for girls you haven't slept with. " He made a face and shook his head. "But I like it, and her Brinley is fun and cute too."