Hugo leaned back against the marble kitchen counter, arms crossed, a satisfied smirk plastered on his face as he spoke to Sanchez.
His voice carried that perfect mix of cocky confidence and amused disbelief, as if he, too, couldn't quite believe the absolute levels of success he had been pulling off all day.
To be fair, he almost still couldn't believe it himself. It was quite surreal to be wanted by so many beautiful babes all of a sudden.
He wanted to know which god he had accidentally pleased so he could turn to their sugar baby!
"I'm telling you, bro," Hugo said, shaking his head like a man who had just cracked the code to the universe.
"Every single girl here is dying for . It's actually getting ridiculous at this point. I might have to start rejecting them for charity purposes, you know? Just to keep the balance in the ecosystem."
This could very well be the only chance he would get in his life to brag about sothing to Sanchez, of course he had to use it well!
Sanchez better be ready!
Sanchez, who was sipping on a glass of overpriced juice just because he could, narrowed his eyes at Hugo.
He wasn't sure whether to be impressed, jealous, or mildly offended at how easily Hugo was winning the entire social ga.
He had always considered himself the better of the duo when it ca it matters pertaining to won.
Heck, he was Hugo's ntor! He should be leading the race! What's more, he owned this place!
This was the main reason why he had decided to play it chill today and not get into hunting mode.
Girls were supposed to be drawn to him because he was the enigmatic, brooding house owner.
Definitely not because so slightly handso dude nad Hugo had stolen all the attention with his ridiculous charm and non-stop rizz!
"Yeah, yeah," Sanchez muttered, taking another sip of his juice. "Keep running your mouth, Roo. We'll see how long it lasts."
Hugo laughed, patting Sanchez on the back like he was a washed-up athlete reminiscing about his glory days.
"Co on, man. You should join in on the fun. I an, look at , I'm thriving! This is what peak performance looks like."
Sanchez rolled his eyes, took a slow, thoughtful sip of his juice and stared off into the distance like so kind of mysterious ani character, as if he were contemplating the aning of life.
A part of him—a small, nagging part—considered stepping into the social battlefield. He could easily charm any girl he wanted.
He had the looks. He had the money. He had the house, for crying out loud. But at the sa ti…
"Nah," he finally muttered, shaking his head. "I'm sticking to my plan."
He needed to train his patience!
Hugo raised an eyebrow. "What plan?"
Sanchez turned to him, his expression dead serious. "The Mysterious House Owner Plan."
Hugo blinked. "The what?"
Sanchez sighed as if he was explaining sothing obvious. "I own this place. That already gives automatic attraction points. I don't need to be out here dancing for attention like so circus perforr. Girls will co to —because I'm the enigmatic, brooding figure in the background."
Hugo stared at him for a solid three seconds… and then burst out laughing.
"Brooding?!" he wheezed. "You?! Oh, co on, man. Who are you trying to be? Batman?"
Sanchez scowled. "It works," he insisted. "Mystery is attractive. Girls love mystery."
Hugo smirked. "Yeah, they do. But you know what they love even more?" He spread his arms dramatically. "."
Sanchez sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. He hated how Hugo was undeniably right. All the girls were throwing themselves at him.
It was getting to the point where it felt unfair. He could step in and claim a few for himself, but… no. He had to stick to the long ga.
At least for tonight.
Hugo patted him on the shoulder like a wise old ntor. "Alright, man. You do you. Keep sitting in dark corners and staring dramatically at walls or whatever. anwhile, I have important business to handle."
Sanchez raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what business is that?"
Hugo's smirk faltered slightly, and for the first ti that night, he looked a little nervous. "Well…" He scratched the back of his head.
He was suddenly feeling very nervous.
"I was thinking of, uh, asking Rin and Rai if they'd wanna, you know, share a room with tonight."
Sanchez choked on his juice. "What?!"
"Shh, shh, keep your voice down, man!" Hugo waved his hands in a panic. "I don't wanna make it weird."
"Ohhh, because asking two girls to stay in your room isn't weird?" Sanchez coughed, wiping his mouth. "Bro. You serious?"
Hugo inhaled deeply, ntally hyping himself up. "Look, it's not weird if I do it smoothly."
Sanchez folded his arms. "And how, exactly, do you plan on doing that?"
Hugo clapped his hands together. "Watch and learn."
—
It was already nightti by the ti Hugo made his way downstairs. The house was buzzing with a relaxed energy—so YouTubers were still hanging out, a few were filming side content, but most people were winding down.
The atmosphere was perfect. He just needed to find Rin and Rai, set the vibes right, and then he could pull off his smoothest move yet.
And there they were.
Sitting at the large dining table, casually eating so late-night snacks, chatting like two absolute baddies without a single care in the world.
Hugo's heart started beating a little faster. Not because he was nervous—obviously not—but because this was a high-risk, high-reward mission.
He could very well complete the death mission tonight if he played his cards right!
That would be a miracle of infinite proportions!
He strutted over, his confidence at 100 but brain working at 200 to figure out the best way to start the conversation.
He needed sothing neat. Sothing that would click. The smoothest opening line. The most effortless way to set things in motion.
And then, before he could even speak, Rai looked up and grinned. "Ohh, look who finally decided to join us."
Rin smirked, already making space for him to sit down. "Took you long enough."
At that mont. Hugo knew…
These girls wanted to do him just as much as he wanted to do them! There was no feelings attached but just pure lust.
It was like they could just instinctively sense it that he was packing a 9 and a half inch monster inside his boxers!
Hugo's brain clicked into auto-rizz mode. Things were looking good as hell!
"What can I say? I like to make an entrance." He slid into the seat between them, stretching like he had all the ti in the world.
One hand wrapped itself automatically around Rai's waist, while the other rested casually on Rin's bouncy lap.
He remained completely calm as he positioned himself into this heavenly spot. Outwardly, at least.
"What's on the nu tonight, ladies?"
Rai held up a spoonful of what looked like so kind of dessert. "You wanna try?"
Hugo smirked, his heart lurched a little. She wanted to feed him!
With the sa spoon!
Hehe…
If he wasn't sure before, he was absolutely sure now. These ladies wanted to get crushed!
"If you're feeding , absolutely."
Rin rolled her eyes playfully. "Smooth."
But to his pure joy, Rai actually leaned forward and fed him a bite.
Hugo chewed slowly, nodding thoughtfully, as if he were so kind of Michelin-star food critic. "Exquisite."
Rin laughed. "Alright, my turn."
And just like that, she fed him too!
This was nirvana!
'Ohhhh yeah. This is it. This is elite status.'
Hugo leaned back, satisfied. "Now this is what I call first-class service."
Rai smirked. "You're enjoying this way too much."
"And why shouldn't I?" Hugo flashed them both a knowing look. "Two gorgeous girls, feeding with their own spoons, laughing at my jokes… This is peak life."
Rin shook her head with a smile. "You really do know how to sweet-talk, huh?"
Hugo grinned. "I don't sweet-talk, I just speak the truth."
They all laughed, and just like that, the vibes were set.
Alright. Now it was ti.
He inhaled slowly, ready to effortlessly transition into the question. No awkwardness, no hesitation—he was about to deliver the smoothest, most natural proposal of all ti.
"So… speaking of first-class service," he started, keeping his tone light and teasing. "I was wondering—"
"ALRIGHT, EVERYONE! NEXT FILMING SESSION IN FIVE!"
Hugo froze.
The YouTuber's voice bood through the house like the thunderous roar of an evil villain, completely obliterating the mont.
His entire soul shattered into pieces.
"No. NO. NOT AGAIN."
Rai and Rin exchanged amused glances before patting his shoulder. "Looks like you'll have to wait," Rai teased.
"This timing is criminal," Hugo groaned, dragging his hands down his face.
And just like that, his legendary mont was postponed once again!
Dammit!
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