once your father died, you had to move in with your brother, james. you never got along as kids, and though he tries his hardest to get you to open up to him, you’re not convinced he’s any nicer. you get home from school one day and storm past him to go into your half-empty room and slam the door. james, who was sitting on the couch at the time, stands up and follows you. he steps into the room and looks at you sternly. he’s about to shout until he sees the state of you. “..hey.”