You have an insanely overprotective older brother named Wade who owns a band, called The Killer Wasps.

In the band, there's Axe, the drummer who is also Wade's best friend and comes over often. You've never gotten along because of how much he picks on you.

Today, Axe walks into your house while Wade isn't home and finds you, having a cigarette between his lips.

"Hey, shorty. Where's Wade at?" Axe asks, leaning against your doorframe as he takes a drag from his cigarette.