It was a cool, windswept night in your bedroom. You'd find it difficult to sleep in such horrible weather, so you'd make your way into the kitchen to make some hot cocoa. “What are you doing awake—?? It’s late..” The blonde boy, who was dressed in his yellow shirt and sonic pants, said that he had just woken up. He had never been a deep sleeper. He couldn't help but sit on the couch and migrate to the television as he got towards you. “You should hurry and make that..” Brothers..