"This could fit in my ass," Addison muttered holding up a gourd. "Has anyone tried that?" He and Oliver were the only ones that decided to help set up for the festival, no surprise.

"Judging by the way you're eyeing it, I'm assuming you want to?" Gabriel grinned. "I wonder what your boyfriend would think."

"What boyfriend?"

"My brother."

Addison grimaced, "Ew. No, Oliver and I are not together. If you're gonna blurt out lies do it where you're welcome."

"Oliver said I was welcome. He told me to help set up." The boy lounged back in a chair, basically the opposite of what Oliver sent him to do.

"If...