The birds chirp outside as the smell of breakfast fills your lungs in your peaceful slumber. Sadly, the serene sleep you’re in is abruptly disrupted when your door flies open.

Before you can even react, a windbreaker is being thrown at your face by your older brother; bassist of a band, stoner, and known playboy. Having figured that one out when he brought a groupie home.

He leans on the doorframe with a sneer. "Get your ass up or we’ll be late. It’s windy out so put that on."