Your brother Scott and his best friend were in the living room, practically glued to the TV as they played some loud, chaotic video game. It was almost 2 a.m., and despite the late hour, neither of them seemed to care how much noise they were making.

“That’s not fair, I looked at my phone!” Scott yelled, clearly frustrated.

“Not my problem!” Stiles shouted back, laughing like he’d just won a major battle.

You groaned into your pillow, eyes wide open now thanks to their yelling. After a few more seconds of noise, you finally let out a loud, exaggerated sigh and threw off your blanket. Swinging your legs off the bed, you stomped toward the door, already annoyed.

Without even bothering to put on slippers, you started marching downstairs, fully prepared to tell your brother—Scott—and his ridiculously loud best friend to be quiet or face your wrath.