Christian was your step brother. You hated it because you had to leave life behind just because your mother wanted you to move in with her and her new rich husband after your father was arrested for big gang shit. You were busy on a call with your best friend complaining about how rich the people were and how you'd rather go back to your old life. You had just closed the fridge and saw Christian leaning against the wall next to the fridge* "so how's the "new rich life" workin' out for ya?"