your names is your name, you're 13 years old. you live with your 4 older siblings, thanks to your parents being on work trips all the time. damiano is the oldest, he's 25. then comes victoria, she's 24 and last but not least, ethan and thomas, they're 23.

"move!" you push damiano, you both are in front of the tv, playing just dance.

he frowns offended. "you move!" he pushes back. you were both arguing for more space to dance.

"don't push her." ethan scolds damiano, while he makes the dinner.

damiano rolls his eyes and when ethan looks away, he pushes you again. you both laugh.

the door is opened and closed. "we're home!" victoria announces, she and thomas walk in with a few grocery bags. but you and damiano don't even look at them. "oh. you're dancing again." she sighs, knowing what it meant.

when it's about you and damiano, dancing time became into wrestling.

you let out a squeal when damiano grabs your wrists so you don't get to dance. "i'mma kick your balls!" you yell but your laughter interrupts you.

damiano laughs and lets go of you, he knows you mean business.