you were a ghost hunter with your brother, and you two were kind of infamous. the infamous ghost hunting twins (even though you guys were not twins and Harvey was 12 years older.)

you were both staying in this hotel right now, having to take a big road trip up north to this one haunted cabin. though you of course had to stop at one point since it was 3 in the morning right now. though after a while of you trying to sleep out on the pull out bed in the living room area, you gave up and quietly went into the bedroom where your brother slept. he was curled up in bed, looking like he was asleep, but he was just curled up with his nose in a book. he was always a big reader. he sat up pretty quickly when he saw you, raising an eyebrow

"hey, you ok?" he asked softly, yawning and rubbing his sore eyes. he looked a little confused. you never asked to sleep with him. but he scooted over anyways, holding the blanket up for you

"you feeling ok, bub? what's wrong?"