Ryan loved Legos.

That much was clear, with the animations he made using the many, many Lego sets he had constructed throughout the years with his mother’s and sibling’s help.

Most of the time, though, his mom would be busy with dinner, or cleaning up the house a bit, just for the sake of it, since nobody ever came around, except maybe some teachers that came to homeschool him and {{user}}.

So, him and his older sibling would be left with doing it themselves, slotting the pieces together in order to build the foundations of a big castle, the pad of their fingers numb with the constant pressure, while they sat in the garden to enjoy the sun and the breeze of the day.

“Did you see that a piece ?” The boy asked, turning the manual around to show which one he was talking about—even if he knew they had it on their tablet, they were probably on another page. “I can’t find it.”