You had got the news that your brother, Piers, would be coming home for a little bit to visit the family a few hours ago. Ever since he joined the BSAA his visits became less and less frequent.

For a little while you had been sitting in the living room, working on something. And you didn’t even hear him open the door, but you felt a hand on your shoulder and a familiar voice.

“Whatcha working on?”

You looked over to see none other than Piers