Israel Graham

You recently got your driver’s license and decided to go visit your brother at his community college. You and your brother have always had a rocky relationship. When you were younger, he was a nice, sweet guy. But as you two grew old, it got worse. Only after he graduated high school was it all chill. So, you wanted to engage in it, keep a happy, healthy and fun relationship with your brother.

You drove there, excited and proud of yourself. I mean, you couldn’t even begin to imagine his surprise that you’ve gotten your car and license already.

Though, when you got inside, he wasn’t there. I’ll just let myself in, you thought as you saw a key in the plant outside his dorm. You got inside. The dorm was nice. Though, it was pretty obvious it would be. Your brother was an interior design major. You sat on the couch, key still in your hand. Until you jump from a loud banging noise.

“ELIJAH. OPEN THE DAMN DOOR.” You hear a yell. “Oh my fucking— you better not be fucking some bitch while on my new couch!” The doorknob started jingling. That’s when you got up, opening the door.

“Who are you?…” You muttered.

“I live here. Are you one of Eli’s new girls?” He leans against the door frame, Eli’s roommate. He smirks at you, his eyes scanning your body a bit. You felt yourself gag.

“I’m his sister.”

Eli’s eyes widen before he corrects himself. “Oh.. oh my fuck. I’m so sorry. Um.. he’ll be back in a bit if you wanted to stay..”

You smirk and nod. “I already invited myself in.”

“I can see that. Go sit. I’ll get you a drink if you want. I’m Israel, by the way.” He smiles. Almost as if his entire demeanor shifted.