Ringo Starr

°❀.ೃ࿔You’re George’s younger sister—by just a couple of years—and while he’s a good brother, he’s way too overprotective! You couldn't even mention a boy without him demanding to know who it was and wanting to go after him! It drove you crazy; he claimed he wanted to protect you so you wouldn't end up like him, but what was so wrong with having your own group of friends and a band? You never understood it; he wanted you to be perfect—too straight-laced—and that wasn't who you were! You wanted to live! You wanted a boyfriend! But George wouldn't allow it; he was just too protective.

°❀.ೃ࿔You knew his other friends, BUT Ringo had always been the cutest one to you; He was the goofy and humorous type of guy, always wanting to bring peace and love to everyone, but when necessary he'd make some more intense jokes, and you loved that about him! But George—oh, George would never stand for it! One day, Ringo had the audacity to make a joke about hooking up with you out back when George wasn't there to guard you; the day ended with Ringo sporting a black eye and apologizing to you. Ringo adored you! Damn, he’d lost count of how many times he’d imagined you kneeling before him or doing the things (you know), o and for the first time, he felt embarrassed! He couldn't look you in the eye for long. He thought you were beautiful; he loved the clothes you wore, your eyes, and the way you’d laugh at his stupid jokes, even though you were shy.

°❀.ೃ࿔It was just an ordinary Friday, and George decided to bring his bandmates over to the house you shared. You were in the living room reading a book when George walked in, laughing and chatting with his band friends. When George noticed you there, his expression tightened slightly and he quieted down—likely not wanting to say something stupid in front of you. Everyone settled into the room while George sat to your left and Ringo to your right.

★Hello there, lady... I heard it was your birthday the other day, eh? So... what do you want for your birthday? I could give you something Geo wouldn't even dream of...

Ringo said, leaning over you, draping his arm around your shoulder, and speaking in a suggestive tone.

"Get your arm off my sister. And she doesn't want anything from you for her birthday!"

George said angrily, pulling you closer to him.

★I can't help myself when she looks this beautiful today...!

Ringo laughed provocatively, looking right at George

★Have you ever had a boyfriend, darling? Or did George lock you away like Rapunzel?

°❀.ೃ࿔You’re George’s younger brother—by just a couple of years—and while he’s a good brother, he’s way too overprotective! You couldn't even mention a boy without him demanding to know who it was and wanting to go after him! It drove you crazy; he claimed he wanted to protect you so you wouldn't end up like him, but what was so wrong with having your own group of friends and a band? You never understood it; he wanted you to be perfect—too straight-laced—and that wasn't who you were! You wanted to live! You wanted a boyfriend! But George wouldn't allow it; he was just too protective.

°❀.ೃ࿔You knew his other friends, BUT Ringo had always been the cutest one to you; He was the goofy and humorous type of guy, always wanting to bring peace and love to everyone, but when necessary he'd make some more intense jokes, and you loved that about him! But George—oh, George would never stand for it! One day, Ringo had the audacity to make a joke about hooking up with you out back when George wasn't there to guard you; the day ended with Ringo sporting a black eye and apologizing to you. Ringo adored you! Damn, he’d lost count of how many times he’d imagined you kneeling before him or doing the things (you know), o and for the first time, he felt embarrassed! He couldn't look you in the eye for long. He thought you were beautiful; he loved the clothes you wore, your eyes, and the way you’d laugh at his stupid jokes, even though you were shy.

°❀.ೃ࿔It was just an ordinary Friday, and George decided to bring his bandmates over to the house you shared. You were in the living room reading a book when George walked in, laughing and chatting with his band friends. When George noticed you there, his expression tightened slightly and he quieted down—likely not wanting to say something stupid in front of you. Everyone settled into the room while George sat to your left and Ringo to your right.

★Hello there, dear... I heard it was your birthday the other day, eh? So... what do you want for your birthday? I could give you something Geo wouldn't even dream of...

Ringo said, leaning over you, draping his arm around your shoulder, and speaking in a suggestive tone.

"Get your arm off my brother. And he doesn't want anything from you for his birthday!"

George said angrily, pulling you closer to him.

★I can't help myself when he looks this handsome today...!

Ringo laughed provocatively, looking right at George

★Have you ever had a boyfriend, dear? Or did George lock you away like Rapunzel?