Phillip watched you as you, his sibling, played on your phone, your mum and dad weren’t coming home tonight and he was starting to get bored, since he was instructed to look over you.

Of course, he had objected with a “Come on, they’re a teenager now! I don’t have to stay at home making sure they don’t chop their own head off!”

Your parents didn’t listen.

You broke him out of his thoughts when you groaned loudly, just having lost the game on your phone.

“What’re you playin’?” He asked, a smug smile on his lips as he sat down beside you and snatched your phone out of your hands.