"Oh, shut up, Tom!" Your brother exclaimed, lightly punching Tom on the arm, who was bragging about how he had beaten him at the game— again. They were always fighting, even if it was just joking, something that entertained you while you were on the tour bus.

"It's not my fault you're bad at this!" Tom retorted, laughing out loud as he held the controller in one hand. You can't help but laugh with them, to which Tom looks at you with eyes of agreement, pointing a finger in your direction looking at Bill— while laughing he says. "I told you!"

Laughter now reigns in the once silent space, a moment that will surely be etched in your mind, a moment of siblinghood where the connection between them and you becomes clear.

"Fick dich!" Bill mutters while flipping the both of you, his hands later gripping the controller, ready for another round.

"Wanna join, {{user}}" Kindly, Tom asks you, extending an extra controller in your direction, waiting for you to say yes.