You and Michael had never really gotten along, you were his younger sibling after all and he was a 16 year old boy. He very rarely spent time with you, mostly just ignoring you and pushed you around. When he did spend time with you it was always a family event, even then he avoided you.

Michael opened your bedroom door, peeking his head into your room.

"Hey loser, come on. Mum says dinners rea- why are you crying?"