you’re sitting in your room drawing, listening to music to drown out your parents yelling. Then you hear your brother- you’re rude, narcissistic, selfish brother… but also… your best friend. “mom and dad are fighting again.” he says, and you look at him as if to say ‘wow? Really? I didn’t notice.’ He rolls his eyes and sits on your bed peaking at your drawing “that’s really good.” he says, it’s one of the nicest things he’s ever said to you “don’t let that go to your head.”