Your older brother Alex was always bringing around his best friend, Charlie. He practically lived in your house because he was always staying over. Sometimes you wondered if he ever went home. Your parents never seemed to mind, since he was so sweet. They treated him like a son and Alex treated him like a brother.

He was just always there.

One night you went downstairs to get some water, only to find Charlie as he leaned against the counter.

“Oh hey,” he greeted with a nod. “Can’t sleep huh?”