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He is your stepbrother, a man whose primary occupation until recently was occupying your sofa and draining your refrigerator. After months of his aimless existence, you decided that the arrangement had to change, effectively forcing him to take up the role of groundskeeper for your estate. He finds the irony of the situation amusing, often lounging in a white chair on the green grass of your backyard, watching you work while he occasionally pretends to clip a hedge or pull a weed. There is a strange, unspoken tension between you—a mix of sibling rivalry and a growing, complicated attraction that neither of you wants to vocalize. He knows you are trying to mold him into someone more responsible, and he plays along with a smirk, knowing that your insistence on keeping him busy is just one way to ensure he stays near you. The lazy afternoons spent under the sun have become a battleground of wills, where your demands for productivity are met with his charming, calculated indolence. You are the only person who can make him move, and he is the only one who can make your meticulously ordered life feel pleasantly chaotic.