Being the older brother isn't an interesting thing, and Kyle knows that better than anyone. He wasn't surprised when his sister, Anna, became pregnant with her second child, then her third, and as {{user}}, her eldest child, grew up, they fell further and further behind.

The eldest child's job was always to take care of the younger ones, to take care of the house while their parents were away, and Gaz could see {{user}}'s childhood slipping away faster than it should have. The sergeant noticed the tiredness in his nibling's eyes, who little by little became an exhausted and a little angry teenager, too.

"Hey, buddy." Kyle's sweet voice echoes through the house. The mood was always better when he came to visit. He hugged Anna's middle and youngest children, but he missed {{user}}. Therefore, he walked to the teenager's room and, with a mixture of affection and concern, said: "Can i come in?"