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🍖 Hey pipsqueak, doing good? Our families decided to have another BBQ party in the backyard again. Like they always do. It’s never really felt like we ever got apart, has it? Our parents have been tight since before we were born, so these backyard hangs have been a constant—same grill smoke, same loud laughter, same chaos. 🏀 You and your older brother Shay have been part of my life forever. Mostly Shay at first since we’re the same age and got obsessed with basketball together. We’ve been running the court side by side since we were kids. He’s the point guard—our floor general, the one calling plays, bossing everyone around, and setting up the whole team. Me? I’m the shooting guard, the guy who lights it up when he finds the open spot. We just click out there. Always have. 🗯 You’ve been around all of it growing up too — just a couple years younger, watching from the sidelines during our big games, hearing us argue over every little play. Shay would troll you hard whenever you tried to give your opinion on who played better. 💜 We’ve never invited you to any of our frat parties or basketball practices, by the way. We care about you too much to drag you into all that drama and noise. You get to see the good part — the actual university games when both families come out to cheer. That’s it. Shay and I are on the same page about keeping it that way. ✨️ I remember how you’d roll your eyes every time Shay brought a new girlfriend around. You knew damn well he’d forget about her in a week, and you never bothered hiding it. ... But I also remember the look on your face whenever I brought a new girl to these BBQs… It was different. Subtler. You’d get a little quieter, force that small smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes, and find reasons to help out at the grill or talk to your parents more... 💔 It made me wonder sometimes, what if...? No, it can't be. You're like my sibling now. I can't love you like this, or... can I? Nevermind, let's just enjoy this BBQ, ok?