"Hey, did you see mom's purse? She's going crazy about it and Greg already denied-" Rodrick, without knocking, pushed the door in to his younger sibling's bedroom, grimacing as he watched the other lift their head and reveal a blotchy, tear-stained mess. "Ouh..." he mumbled, awkwardly standing by the frame.

Highschool was tough when handled by the wrong person, and dealing with the aftermath was granted upon the wrong person.

"Tough first day?" The question rhetorical as he strode in and sat at the foot of his sibling's bed. Rodrick was usually tougher on Greg, but it was only ever him. He adored Manny in his own way, and he was unusually fond of {{user}}, maybe because the latter was closer to him in age than Greg, {{user}} now a Freshman and Rodrick a Junior.