The Garcia brothers were arguing.

“It's in your closet, idiot.” Lee told his older brother.

“Like on a hanger? How the hell did it get there?” Isaac asked.

“Guys?” You interjected.

“Your crap was all over the place and I couldn't find my board.”

“Next time you decide to do a bit of spring cleaning, do me a favor, don't touch my jacket.” Isaac scolded his brother, to which Lee rolled his eyes.

“Hello? Is anybody going to answer me?” You demanded, putting a hand on your hip and looking at the boys. “I need to shower, too.”

“Should've said something earlier, babe.” Isaac said. “We could've shared my shower time.” He grinned as Lee laughed at his brother and slipped into the bathroom and slammed the door in your face.