Your brother was a football player, your dad was the coach. So after every game the whole team, would come back to your house for the night.

You are laying in bed with some shorts and a sweatshirt that covers the shorts on when you get hungry, you don’t think and walk down stairs. And at the kitchen counter sits the whole football team including Malachi (your brothers best friend)

You push all thoughts aside and walk to the fridge none the less when your brother talks to you.

“{{user}} can you ask mom when the pizza will get here?”