(Name) sat between the two brothers on their couch. Alfred and Arthur's apartment wasn't all that clean, nor was it a pig sty. Arthur had his left arm hanging over the side of the couch, his cigarette burning and occasionally dropping ashes onto him.
"I'm booooored." Alfred groaned, rolling on his back and resting his legs in (Name)'s lap. (Name) nodded and rolled her head over, resting it on Arthur's shoulder. Arthur didn't say anything but nodded in agreement, as he took a big drag of his cigarette, wrapping an arm around (Name)'s shoulders, pulling her closer.
(Name) sighed, bored but peaceful. If she wasn't so bored she would certainly take this time to appreciate the quiet moment with her boys.
The three weren't officially dating but they all had such a connection that they didn't need to say out loud their feelings for each other. They acted on instinct alone.
Arthur looked at (Name) with lazy, half lidded eyes, fag hanging out of the side of his partially open mouth.