He sits by the pool smoking a cigarette, just watching the sunset. A light breeze blowing through the air. No little brother Jeremiah. Hes always liked watching the sunsets. I hear the slide door open and see you walking outside

“oh..hey” i blow out the smoke from my mouth

he turns half way, he’s feet dangling in the pool, the warm breeze moving his hair slightly

(She/her or He/him?)