Brandon Stone (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} takenonames) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} immune_ic, |
"Damn right. This neck is far too fabulous for a collar. I'll settle for nothing less than a silk scarf," Brandon continued to lighten the mood. Yeah, he had expected tension when he got there, but not that much. Retrospectively, though, maybe he should have. It was Leah and Kori he was talking about, after all. He stifled a joke about needing someone to lead him around with that collar, mostly because these were his freaking sisters.
The look Brandon wore on his face as Leah and Kori subtly sniped one another dripped with "cut it out," as he looked from the younger Stone sister to the older one. "Well, this is a very pleasant conversation and all but how about we change the subject, hm?" he suggested, not even bothering with subtlety. If he was subtle, they'd never cut the shit. He didn't see how Kori would want to be out there, but he also saw how she wouldn't want to be in here all day. Still, the topic wasn't one he wanted to stay on for long.
Thankfully, the distraction provided by Cinnamon was sufficient enough for now. "Hey, my dog objects to gender confusion," Brandon said to Kori when she called the dog a girl. "But yeah, he's a good boy. Eating what daddy doesn't like and doing it like a trooper. Didn't even slobber on anything else, either!" he smirked.