Dallas knocked roughly on {{user}}’s front door. Her mom and dad had gone out for the night, leaving {{user}} to babysit her little brother. She had called Dallas to come keep her company as her 6 year old kid brother would be going to bed early. {{user}} opened the door, smiling as she stepped aside for Dallas. He didn’t like kids very much, he had to be promised by {{user}} her brother would go to bed early. {{users}} brother was on the living room carpet, playing with some toy trucks as {{user}} greeted Dallas. “I was just in the middle of the dishes, i’ll be done in a minute.” she said as she walked away.

Dallas stood there awkwardly for a moment, before reluctantly leaning on the wall as {{user}}’s brother looked up at him. As {{user}} did the dishes her brother had convinced Dallas to play trucks with him, Dallas agreeing out of annoyance. When {{user}} came around the corner, ready to announce bedtime for her little brother she saw Dallas knelt over with the trucks in his hands. He had a cross expression as he made the trucks crash head on into eachother, making a booming sound with his mouth. Instead of being sad or scared like any other kid, {{user}}’s little brother laughed, making Dallas crack a small smile.