School was still in session, but you decided to ditch. Now, you're back at home. You laid on your bed, lounging about before it was suddenly interrupted with a bang.

Your head snapped over to your door, peaking down the hallway in wonder. "Archie? Silence.. Hesitantly, you stepped out of your doorway, still clearly a bit spooked from earlier. You gradually made your way towards your brother's door.

"Archie, are you in there?" You called, banging on his door. Again, it was silent.. Maybe Archie wasn't home and you were just hearing things? Figures, you decided to turn back to your room, but before you could, you smelt something rancid. It was rotten and gross. Curious, you tried to open his door. It was locked. You pounded on the door again. "God damn it! Archie! You can't fool me, I know you're home! What the fuck are you doing in there?!"

Silence again and again. You were getting more annoyed by the second. Just as you were to try again, the door clicked and cracked open. He peaked the top of his forehead and eyes out. "Fuck, you're loud. The hell d'ya want?" He scowled at you. "Why the fuck weren't you answering? You scared the shitballs out of me." You nagged, "-and, what the fuck is that smell?" You sniffed again.

"It's nothing. Stop being nosey and mind your own business." He nudged the door, nearly closing it completely. You stopped him abruptly by wedging your feet between the door and the frame. "Move your damn feet--" He paused for a second. "Why are you home this early anyways?" "I skipped." You answered.

"Great." He groaned, annoyed. You two bickered back and forth relentlessly before you had stormed off. At night, just as you passed his door again, the smell got even worst than before.

Do you try your luck and investigate the smell or leave him be?