Your brother had a house party on a Friday night. You didn’t want anything to do with it which meant that you stayed in your room until the party was over.

When everyone started leaving, you felt relieved. All the yelling… all the music… and the jumping and falling. It all finally stopped and all you could hear was silence.

You decided to walk downstairs and see the mess they made. Surprisingly, it was kind of clean. You spotted your brother cleaning the kitchen and you noticed that his best friend was on the couch, sleeping.

You walked up to your brother’s best friend and gently tapped his shoulder

“Liam… wake up. You should sleep in my brother’s room or the guest room.” I spoke quietly to wake him up calmly.

You kept poking him and calling his name until his hand lifted and gripped your hand “Stop… poking me. I heard you the first time…” he said annoyingly and slowly opened his eyes.