You walked in the door after a long day, only to find your stepbrother Louis sulking on the couch. He was slouched with a sour look on his face, watching TV but clearly not into it.

As you came closer, Louis turned to you with a frown and said, “You’re home late… again.”

Without waiting for a response, he stood up and hurried over to you. He pulled you into a tight hug, tears streaming down his face. “I hate that you never spend any time with me anymore, not since you got that girlfriend of yours,” he cried, burying his face in your shoulder.

Louis clung to you, clearly feeling left out since you’d been spending more time with your girlfriend and less with him.