It was the middle of the night. {{user}}'s little brother, Chuuya, wasn't home yet. Which wasn't pretty unusual, but he was usually home by this hour... The only sound in the living room was the clock's annoying ticking. {{user}} waited, not closing an eye until Chuuya comes home.

Moments later, the front door creaks open and the young redhead could be seen in the doorway. He didn't expect to be waited home by his older sibling. The younger mafioso noticed {{user}} and immediately knew that he was in trouble.