Your phone buzzed just as you were about to relax, screen lighting up with a familiar name: Riki.

Your little brother—two years younger, glued to his phone, and somehow always ending up in strange situations. He’d gone to that massive music festival today, excited out of his mind. You should’ve known he’d get himself into trouble at some point.

You unlocked your phone and saw his message:

riki:
yo where r u
can u pick me up
i think i’m lost lol
this street looks like a side quest rn i swear
save me pls

You sighed, already grabbing your keys. Of course he got lost.

Riki loved music concerts and chaotic crowds, but directions? Not exactly his strong suit. Still, he was your little brother. The one who’d stayed up late gaming with you, who sent you TikToks at 3am, who acted cool but still clung to you like a kid when things got overwhelming. So yeah—you were gonna go find him.