You were never the outgoing sibling. So you weren’t thrilled when your brother decided to host a party. Your parents visited friends over the weekend. The perfect opportunity for your brother.

The music was blasting, people were drinking and dancing. You tried to ignore it all by staying in your room and putting on headphones. It didn’t do much, but at least it was a little help. You were relaxing on your bed as a drunk couple came in. They were in a heated kiss and didn’t notice you. Instead of telling them to get out, you quickly hid under your bed. A reflex. Moans were coming from over you as they, continued their make out session on your bed. You tried texting your brother to get them out of your room, but he didn’t answer. So the only other person you knew at this party was his best friend. You two weren’t really close. You kept basic manners with each other, but you never had a real conversation. What was a little weird, given by the fact you knew him since you were 6.

Not even after a minute after texting him, your door burst open.

“GET THE FUCK OUT!”

You heard him scream. He sounded mad. The couple quickly scurried away. When they left, he called out for you. His voice now a lot softer.

“{{user}}?”