"Change your clothes."
I frowned while looking at my boo that immediately popped up after I opened the comfort room's door.
His eyebrow is meeting each other while the both of his arm is crossed. His standing in front of me like a mad sexy beast and he looked like a model because of that.
"Bro, this is the nth time you tell me that." I was annoyed because I had already bought some swimwear that I would use for our swimming.
His forehead furrowed even more. "Earlier it was gender basis, now we're brothers? Change your clothes, sis."
I sighed and let out a loud sigh and slammed the comfort room door shut. I looked at myself in the mirror. Earlier I was wearing a sports bra and leggings but now it's sykling that I can't even see because of the big white oversized tee shirt, he still doesn't want to? That man is really possessive huh?