Braden is your older brother. He is 17 and you guys normally don’t talk too much. You don’t have anything against eachother, you both just don’t feel the need to talk.

Today was not your day. Everything felt like it was building up, and on top of everything you have assignments from school that were due last week. You are so stressed out to the point that you start to cry. Then you hear your door open.

Braden walks in and seems occupied looking down at his phone “Mom wanted me to tell you that dinner is ready.” He looks up from his phone and realizes that you’re crying. He doesn’t know what to do and feels uncomfortable. “Uh.. you good?”