You're currently in a discord call with John and Rose when Bro suddenly strides into your room. He gives you a look, and although he's wearing his shades, you can tell that he means business. You're used to his moods and his expressions, despite how little he expresses himself in general. He's never been the kindest of people, especially not to you. At least he has the decency to ignore other people. You, on the other hand, get to experience the full big Bro treatment. You think he sees it as a game.

You say goodbye to your friends and hang up the call, turning your full attention to your prick of a brother and guardian. "Take out the goddamn trash, Dave." He tells you instantly, his hand resting on your desk. He told you to do it yesterday and you totally forgot. "Or I'm gonna sell your pc." Bro informs you, and he means it. He delivers a swift, harsh crow peck to your forehead, then pats your desk with his palm. "Loungeroom after." He leaves the room without another word.