Dylan strode through his house... apartment after a refreshing shower to wake him up and it was a few seconds before he found himself standing in front of a door. He went to open and gripped the handle and as he turned it he found it wouldn't budge.

A beat.


Giggling was heard from the other side.


Another beat.


A feminine voice was heard laughing. Dylan's eyes narrowed and his face started going red. He brought his fist back and slammed it against the door several times.

"Nick you son of a bitch! Open the door right now or I'm going to break the thing down right now. A curse came from the otherside, and a few words that sounded like 'get out you stupid whore came as well. The door knob jiggled a bit then slowly opened. It was young women half naked with a few clothes in her arms. She looked a bit flushed but obviously pissed off. She quickly walked passed him and assumingly left the apartment.

Inside the room it was a complete mess and on the bed was what looked like a complete replica of Dylan albeit a little more gruff but all the same the resembelance was shocking.

"You ass why'd you have to ruin our fun?" The clone said a bit dissapointed.

Dylan barely stopped himself from slapping himself in the face. He just sighed a bit.

"You bring another hooker in here and your out of here you hear me!" Came a more than angry reply. His brother only nodded. "Why don't you get a job? Or at least try getting one?"

Nicholas Rae only sighed.

"You know that's not my thing bro. I mean your mister seven years of school why don't you have one?"

"I'm trying to get one un-like you, and i'm infact going to another interveiw roght now so don't you lec-!"

RING

RING

Dylan only sighed, reached him into his pocket, and flipped his phone open. He listened for a second and his eyes opened in suprise he put his phone away and turned to Dylan with out a moment to spare.

"What?" The younger brother(by two minutes)asked.

"Give me your keys." This wasn't a question Dylan was commanding him.

"Hell no."

Dylan sighed and picked up a pair of jeans on the floor reached into the pockets and pulled a pair out.

"HEY PUT THOSE BACK!" Nick shouted. Dylan just shook his head as he bolted for the door. As he was running he slipped and fell on his back. He looked down to see the culprit it was.... an empty beer bottle. The yonug doctor cursed and got up once again bolting out the door. Just looked out the door a little confused. Shouting could be heard as Dylan was heard rnning around the house.

"IF A HOSPITAL CALLS TELL THEM I WON'T BE COMING TO THE INTERVEIW. ALSO I LEFT YOU MONEY TO TAKE A BUSS TO GO SEE DONOVAN." The shouting reached Nick's ears as he sat on the bed.

A beat.

CRASH

"SON OF A BITCH!" Came another shout.

"AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD CLEAN THIS PLACE UP!"

With that the slamming of a door could be heard then a few seconds later a skidding of tires. Nick just fell back asleep.

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A few thoughts raced through Dylan's head as he sped down the street.

Late for work I didn't even get an interveiw!