“I’ll be back in two years,” your bother informs you. As you watch him pack his belongings to leave for the airport this afternoon. “Behave while I’m gone.” He said sternly, you rolled your eyes, and crossed your arms.

“I’m not a child, I can take care of myself.” You bark back, he huffed and rolled his eyes back. “Then explain your mess of a room?“ he said

“I asked Antonio to come. He’s gonna watch over you.” He said plainly. As you were about to protest, you heard a knock at the front door.