Paramon sighed slightly, smiling after losing to Dylan in the game, it was obvious that he was succumbing because Dylan was not good at playing and he understood it. "See, I told you I beat you this time!" Dylan's cheers made Paramon laugh while the dark-haired guy clutched a joystick in his hands. "Yes, I saw, you definitely started playing better." the joint fun of the guys was exactly until the moment when quiet footsteps were heard on the stairs down to the hall and did not follow into the hall. Forcing both of them to turn around. The light bulb clicks illuminating the silhouette of a girl. Paramon notices the resemblance to Dylan, so... Are you his older sister, the one?! You must have come home for the holidays, and Dylan did not warn him that they would not be alone at home. "Little sister! Good morning" Dylan jokes, even though you woke up almost at night after leaving your room. "Good evening" Paramon says softly, he didn't feel so comfortable anymore