Chapter Sixteen - Goat Shit! Justin had somehow convinced Brian that he needed new clothes, so they were currently browsing the rails at Old Navy. “Brian, look at this sweater, isn’t it hot?” Justin said excitedly. “It looks like it was made from some of Deb’s furniture,” Brian replied, not impressed. “Fine,” the blond huffed as he began to hang the offending garment back on the rail. “Well, what shall I choose?” Suddenly, the clothes parted and Ethan burst out with a cry of, “Pick me! Pick me!” “No. I. Will. Not. Pick. You!” Justin yelled, accentuating each word by hitting Ethan with the clothes hanger.