"What? No! I don't want that----thing near me!"

Gilly almost screeched the last few words, curling up into Hunter's arms, as the Swede rolled his eyes and then kissed the drummer's forehead. Billy just snorted in amusement at his immature brother. Honestly, he could act like a five year old at times.

"You drama queen."

Billy whispered under his breath as he ate. No more shit from the young tart because people wanted peace with their breakfast not screaming tarts.